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long time no see
Hi there.
I know it's been a long time since anyone saw me around here, as I've moved my blog over to Lilit in Stereo. But, since not all of you have migrated over to the new page, I wanted to make sure you all know about my new project.
Introducing Save The Assistants, where all beleaguered low-on-the-totem-pole office slaves can have their voices ( Read more... ) -
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I am twenty three and one half years old today. I suppose that's as fitting an occasion as any to say that I am leaving my happy home at Livejournal to go out into the big, scary world of the interweb.
You'll be able to find me- and links to my writing- at www.lilitinstereo.com, built courtesy of Michael. Come on over once in a while, have some ( Read more... ) -
maybe it's a false spring, maybe it's salvation
I must remember to be thankful. I must constantly remember that there is nothing I love more than Brooklyn on a warm day, people out on the streets, walking their dogs, carrying their groceries, and stopping to say hello. The first day in five months I walked out of my house without a coat. A party in a house with a recording studio in it. I'm ( Read more... ) -
sunrise in nassau
I promised myself that if I got the job I'd go lie on a beach somewhere for a couple of days, so I'm in the Bahamas, and when I am done it's off to San Francisco and then back home to start my new gig as an editorial assistant at Beliefnet.com.
The man who runs the only used bookstore on New Providence Island wouldn't sell me Donna Tartt's The ( Read more... ) -
you don't build a crossroads, you get to it
Living in the same place for a year has made me antsy. It's harder to move in Brooklyn than it is in Greensboro, where applications are intense processes and everyone wants first-month-last-month-deposit-down. I love my house on Hope Street, I love my sapphire-colored comforter and days in the immediate shadow of the bridge, but the rest of my ( Read more... ) -
an urban fairy tale
I have homes on the mind, as usual. Raleigh and I have reconciled. I have often seen that city as incidental to my growing up, as in, all the events could have been set in anyplace in the world without regard to scenery. Half the time I imagined myself on the Oklahoma plain I knew only from a car window, eight hours of flatness. No one believes ( Read more... ) -
the year in words and actions
I tried to do that 2005-in-review meme, but couldn't get past the first question.
What did you do in 2005 that you had never done before?
Was a bridesmaid in a wedding. Cried at said wedding. Downloaded iTunes. Went out with a man thirteen years my senior. Took Hebrew classes. Stayed up all night on the swings in McCarren Park. Learned to ( Read more... ) -
my blue manhattan; my silver brooklyn
"Manna falls from the sky; I have only to open my hands and receive."- Henry Miller, Tropic of Capricorn
Kathryn and I got the last two seats on the Thursday morning bus to Atlantic City. With our bus tickets we got coupons for $20 in chips at the casino. I spent the first twenty minutes of the ride trying to figure out what to call the ( Read more... ) -
i said geography
I cried over pictures of home and an alumni magazine in the mail. More people from my graduating class are getting married or having children. My city, my Greensboro, taking root and building a new museum, new restaurants, even a hookah bar. Val and Kevin are moving in together. Nate lives on Hill Street, just across the cemetery from my old ( Read more... )
