So sorry to hear Coleen, thank you for sharing. If I had been reading this letter on paper I would have annotated it for myself in several places. I just read this article about newsletters on The Cut (https://www.thecut.com/2021/07/email-newsletters-new-literary-style.html), and in it, the writer describes writing newsletters as a "combination of work and social grace". I think that describes, aptly, what you do here.
I went to school with Mike. He was always magic. We'd be tasked with making a shoebox diorama and he'd build a massive, multi-room cardboard dollhouse. No one competed with Mike or measured their success against his, there was no point.
He hasn't left my thoughts for long since learning the news of his passing. It just seems unbelievable he's not in this world at this moment making something incredibly special.
Sorry for your loss Coleen. As is your way you express a truth here about loss - in your words and in between your words. May your work and your words, your friends and your faith give you what you need at this time. Many hugs.
So sorry for your loss. This was tough to read, but a wonderful tribute to your friend. The way you wrote about process continuing at times like these, even to the extent of showing the breakdowns of your work through this period, is truthful and real to a degree that's hard to put into words. A powerful piece -- thank you for writing it.
Human motion is based on arcs - wow, never thought of that. And when physical truth is also metaphorical truth, that's pretty neat, too.
So sorry to hear Coleen, thank you for sharing. If I had been reading this letter on paper I would have annotated it for myself in several places. I just read this article about newsletters on The Cut (https://www.thecut.com/2021/07/email-newsletters-new-literary-style.html), and in it, the writer describes writing newsletters as a "combination of work and social grace". I think that describes, aptly, what you do here.
I went to school with Mike. He was always magic. We'd be tasked with making a shoebox diorama and he'd build a massive, multi-room cardboard dollhouse. No one competed with Mike or measured their success against his, there was no point.
He hasn't left my thoughts for long since learning the news of his passing. It just seems unbelievable he's not in this world at this moment making something incredibly special.
I wish I knew him better. What a loss.
Sorry for your loss Coleen. As is your way you express a truth here about loss - in your words and in between your words. May your work and your words, your friends and your faith give you what you need at this time. Many hugs.
So sorry for your loss. This was tough to read, but a wonderful tribute to your friend. The way you wrote about process continuing at times like these, even to the extent of showing the breakdowns of your work through this period, is truthful and real to a degree that's hard to put into words. A powerful piece -- thank you for writing it.