in the big & appley

Okay since whining about how my blog sucks. Many things have happened. Some interesting. Some super dull. And many perhaps should go unsaid. this is a blog after all. (read: Doug Coupland's thoughts on the reality of blogs: reality or projected reality.)

before i set the rewind mode on full speed. Let me get you to where i am right now. the present. I've been hiding out in NYC since last Friday. expected time spent in the US: 5-8 weeks (i may head out to LA/vancouver...we'll see). intended motives: to write and play.


debbie10K has so kindly taken me into her lofty penthouse studio. It sits on the 21st floor. it's pretty amazing! there's a luxurious vibe floating all over this apartment. almost too good, too kind for this broke writer.




if you slide open a mainframe window in her apt, you can climb through it to get to a decent sized, maybe my-arms-outstretched width balconcy that runs through to the entire side of the building, a connected narrow walking space way up above the busy 14th street, where yellow taxis, cherokees and black limos honk their way through traffic. giving way only to the even louder cries of ambulance sirens, police cars and sometimes a stray yell or scream from some random crazy guy.




the view out on the balcony is panaromic. It's prettier at night though. Cos it's mostly dark except for the lights projected from buildings and tiny stars shining through the windows of apartments. All the ceiling lamps, chandeliers, table lights on this end of Manhattan work their magic in the night.

In the day it's not as pretty. NYC buildings are old and grimy. Nothing bad about that. It has character and personality...it just has this monotone brown look to it.

anyways, that's the view from the 21st.

So what have i been up to since whining about my blog?

In chronological order. kind of. and likely missing out a lot of other crucial highly personal bits....here's what's up for public consumption.



I turned 30. I feel the same inside. But I swear I look older.
I realized I have to start thinking about the money situation. solution? I have to start freelancing seriously.
I discovered Julia Cameron's The Artist's Way. (recommended reading: i'll blog about my thoughts on this another time....)









I got to New York.
I'm trying to "unblock" and write.