I got tagged on Facebook to do a gratitude exercise. I was to list three things I’m grateful for each day for five days, tagging three people to pick up the challenge each day. Well, I don’t usually spend time on Facebook playing games or picking up challenges – I’m too busy finding out what your dinner looks like. And Pollyanna became a negative stereotype through her Glad Game.
But I’ve read a lot of research on the subject, and the connection between gratitude and happiness is pretty strong. So I thought, “Hey, I can be grateful.” A little gratitude won’t kill me, and I’m all about happiness (it’s okay to laugh). But don’t worry, I didn’t totally break character. No way would I tag someone else. Continue reading
The view from the ferry heading home.
Only a couple of weeks before Iceland Airwaves, Reykjavik Calling is a consolation prize for those of us who don’t have tickets to Reykjavik. The concert, hosted by KEXP and Iceland Naturally at Neumos is part of the annual Taste of Iceland event. It is a collaboration between Icelandic and local musicians that exposes a local audience to emerging Icelandic artists and generates new connections between some of the most promising musicians in both scenes. It was also the final item on my Reykjavik staycation itinerary. Continue reading
I took a Reykjavík city break last weekend without ever leaving Seattle, thanks to the Taste of Iceland event sponsored by Iceland Naturally and KEXP (among others). After visiting the Odin’s Eye exhibit at the Nordic Heritage Museum, the next item on my itinerary was the Reykjavik Writing Jam. Continue reading
From the museum website
The Odin’s Eye exhibit at the Nordic Heritage Museum in Seattle’s oh-so-Scandinavian Ballard neighborhood is part of an annual Taste of Iceland event. It was also the event that launched my Reykjavik staycation in Seattle. Continue reading
I’m gonna call it a warthog.
Phoenix Zoo, April 2009
My computer is littered with false starts. Somewhere between 10,000 and 15,000 words, I run out of steam, run out of ideas, fall into a plot hole, and don’t know how to continue. So my stories sit, unfinished and abandoned in a folder on my laptop. Last Friday I made it all the way to 16,000 words before I realized I had no idea where I was going. I closed my laptop in disappointment and that night I went to bed a failure.