Lone

She saw it in her dreams. Only the stars provided life to the shadows that clung to its form. It was staring out over the lands like a king. But no howl would it answer. Instead it lowered its ears and slinked away as if chastised.

How she wished it would revert, back to its proud stance, beautiful even in its solitude. But it withdrew in exile, never to join in the calls of the others.

She longed to feel its fur bristle beneath her fingers. See its eyes sharpen upon her, perhaps seeing her as prey, or perhaps, though she knew it to be impossible, seeing her as a familiar presence.

Over forests she reached, but it remained just beyond her fingertips, no matter how hard she strained.

And she would wake, tears in her eyes, as it turned from her and faded away. Just a dream, tangible only in her heart.

—-

Very loosely based on a dream I had.

May I Request some Music?

So normally on Mondays I share music that I’ve been listening to throughout the week.

But my external hard drive, where I stored all my music, completely died. And of course, being very smart, I did not back it up anywhere else.

So I lost basically all of my music.

Since I’ve been so busy, I haven’t had the time to rip any CDs or find any new music.

So today, instead of sharing music with you all, I was hoping I could get music recommendations!

My iTunes is empty, and I would love to listen to what you all like! I’m taking this chance to cleanse and revamp my music selection.

Songs, artists, massive lists, I’ll take it all!

I’m not picky about genre or style, so please don’t hold back.

Your recommendations are much appreciated!

Life, and such

I really was not expecting to work quite so much this summer. Before I received my work schedule, I envisioned myself spending at least half the day writing or painting or both. Instead, I ended up working most of the day, and getting home completely exhausted and unable to do much. I did manage to do some writing while on the go, but most of it is sleeping in my notebook, unedited. Eventually, I’m sure, the stories will make their way onto my blog, when they wake up and kick me in the brain.

That’s not to say I’ve been having a bad summer. Far from it. The weather has been amazing, my cousin visited for a month, and I’ve done some excellent reading.

I have also been enjoying the absolutely amazing fruits from the interior. They are, I have to say, the best I’ve ever had. The flavour is unbeatable.

Christine Fruits 2014

 

I had to take a break from blogging, and from any form of work beyond teaching for the last month. I was overwhelmed and was getting sick and anxious from all the stress. Luckily I now have a short break before the fall semester starts, and will take the time to recharge. Hopefully I will get back to my regular blogging routine.

I hope everyone has been having an amazing summer! I feel like I’m rather out of touch with everyone, since I have not been active in almost a month. Here’s to a few more weeks of nice weather before the coziness of autumn arrives.

Your Kind of Love

You embrace, as if the word has never done you harm. Your heart remains open even when faced with iron walls.

Your warmth seeps from you to the ungrateful. You shiver, and they turn away, and you smile in understanding.

It is your kind of love that keeps the world spinning.

—-

Reflections on some of the amazing women in my family.

Currently Writing To: You & I – John Legend

Now I don’t normally listen to pop music. I enjoy it, since it’s catchy and fun. But it’s not my usual genre. However, this song, and especially the video, are wonderful. It’s such an important message. It’s powerful because of the sheer number of people who can relate to the video. It’s something we often forget, or do automatically. But we need to remind ourselves that we have to love ourselves for who we are. Our imperfections included.

I love John Legend’s music, for his voice, his lyrics, and his pure talent.

So here’s the video and song that has been on repeat all weekend.

Morning Commute

It’s a slow dispersal, like raindrops down a window pane. Pausing, as if in thought. Joining and branching, then disappearing.

Scattered, like a rain that grows with sleepy reluctance.

Then a rush, the storm that finally thunders its presence. Winds and howls that stop you in your tracks, and clouds that impede your journey.

Every morning, a yawning procession.

—-

Morning thoughts on the bus ride to work. 

Currently Writing To: Little Lou, Prophet Jack, Ugly John – Belle & Sebastian, feat. Norah Jones

A track that’s perfect for a relaxing summer evening spent sipping on iced tea and getting some writing done. Lovely vocals, wonderful harmonies, and a very chill feel.

Got to enjoy the beautiful weather while it lasts!

The Translator

   “Ah, Sir, I’m afraid-” he paused and frowned as he glanced beside him. “What? No, I can’t say that, it’s rude!” He crossed his arms as the hooded man next to him spoke harshly. “I know you’re paying me to get the job done. I will, if you let me do it. And that threat stopped working ages ago.”

   He shook his head and glanced ahead of him. “I’m sorry about that,” he rubbed the back of his head. “My boss is having a rough day. Oh, yes, I’m sure you are, too!” He raised his hand as angry gestures were thrown his way. “In fact, that’s why we’re here. Ah, you see, the reason you’re so unhappy is because you’re not where you know you ought to be. 

   “Oh, no, no, it’s not your fault. You haven’t done anything wrong, don’t worry!” He smiled. “It’s our job – “ he winced at the jab to his side. “It’s his job to find those like you who have lost their way. I’m just here to translate!” He frowned and leaned forward. “Pardon me?”

   There was a grumbling breeze. 

   “Oh, I’m afraid they’re long gone, now. Nothing left here, as you can see,” he swept his arms around at the ruins around them. “In fact, you’ll have a much higher chance of finding them if you come with us.” He winced again. “If you go with him.”

   The figure beside him offered his hand.

   There was a pause. Then slowly a silver hand, translucent, placed itself into the bony grasp. It was caught and pulled, and they faded from view.

   He sighed, rolling his eyes. “Send me my usual.” He called out. “Honestly,” he muttered,  “sometimes I wonder if it’s worth it.” He shoved his hands into his pockets and made his way from the ruins. The rumours would slowly fade, and soon this house would be no more than a distant memory, eventually consumed by the forest. 

   He stopped and frowned. “Already?” He grumbled. His eyes glinted silver in the starlight, and he disappeared into the woods. “And here I thought I’d get a night off.” His words chased his image into the darkness.

—-

I thought my summer schedule would be lighter, but it turns out I’m working even more. Which is a good thing! But I’ve been neglecting my blog. Apologies!

Birthdays

Christine Fichtner Vancouver

An absolutely gorgeous day

I’m not sure when birthdays started to become days much like any other. As a child, I loved birthdays. The whole day was special. Now that I’m working, it’s just like any other day. Except that I’m older now.

I just use it as an excuse to get my friends together on one day. It’s always hard to organize dinners when everyone has such different schedules.

Today is my birthday, but it’s also my first day back to work. And I got scheduled last-minute to teach another class, so I ended up working more than I expected. Not a bad thing, but I thought I’d be more upset that it happened on my birthday. But I’m not.

And I’m undoubtedly not the first, nor the last, to have this realization. But I’m there now, I’ve had it, and I’m not too bothered by it.

I am lucky that the weather turned beautiful. A cloudless sky, a nice cool breeze, and a hot sun. Perfection!

Christine Fichtner birthday

So I treated myself a bit. Fresh fruit and an excellent read. All in all not a bad day at all. A pretty good return from a wonderful vacation (about which I will post more later this week).

Best of all, tomorrow is Canada day, so I get the day off!

Currently Relaxing To: Pretty Little Foot – The Human Experience/Rising Appalachia

This is a queued post. (I prepared all nice and in advance for my absence!) But here is a track that’s perfect for summer. Chillhop is an awesome, relaxing genre.

To be honest, I’ll be listening to a whole variety of types of music at this point. But here’s one I’ve been listening to a lot recently, so I have no doubt it will be played many times on my trip.

A little different from my usual music posts, but I hope you enjoy it nonetheless! Their stuff is available for free (or you choose the price) on their bandcamp. I highly recommend it! It was worth every penny I paid.