Lots of things have happened in the past two weeks.

My family’s toaster got hungrier than usual and ate a whole slice of bread. We turned him over to try to cause regurgitation but he only sneezed some unwanted burnt crumbs over the counter and my dad had to perform an emergency surgery. A friend gave me one of her ukuleles, my brother walked me through how to read a sheet that includes picking (though I forget the name of that kind of music sheet, sorry bro, what a failure I am), and so I’ve started playing the first line of Here Comes the Sun. That was until a visiting friend showed up and lived in the perpetual state of leaving tomorrow and we played games every day, seemingly all day.

My brother and his wife moved close enough to become day visits instead of a weeklong roadtrip destination. I’ve been in the car driving between siblings’ apartments, hobby stores, and home so much it’s added up to eight hours. I’ve been carrying around a notebook and scribbling down brilliant notes like “cherry pit etiquette” and “nose like a garlic bulb.” I’ve added three more artists with gorgeous styles to my list of favorites (Dean Stuart, Pascal Campion, Holly Wurburton) and somehow I’ve reached 200 followers…?

I was too busy to do anything last week but be shocked and consult the opinions of friends over coffee while lounging on a old white leather chesterfield couch I fell in love with that springs up and down like a mattress. In the dark gold edged light inside an old church that is perched on a hill beside a river splitting states I asked what I should do because I was overwhelmed with how to handle it. They said I should do something I’ve always wanted to do, essentially something fun, big, and celebratory.

There are many things I want to do (e.g. be in a musical, travel to Europe, have a private art studio, paint a mural, roadtrip with a friend) but none of them truly apply here.

I honestly have so many things I want to share which is why sometimes I have such a hard time finishing and publishing posts. Weird words, amazing artists you need to stalk, music you need to hear, recent readings and why you should fawn over them too, movies I wish I had written, more poetry exercises, random ramblings, recent art things to inspire you, things dedicated to people I’ve met, collabs with people I know, and so much more, but today is not the day to share all of the above.

Instead we’ll throw our makeshift confetti (whether it be leaves, a deck of 52 cards, crumbs from our toaster, or dumping out our local supply of thousands of forgotten paper punches dwelling in the dark abyss of the school room paper puncher.)

And I’m opening up the floor for questions. You may ask anything from the health of my family’s toaster to my current works in progress, from poetry to novels to art to aspects of my blog, to what you’ve wondered about me (those I may or may not answer haha) and I’ll answer them next week.

Happy Friday, 200!

31 thoughts on “200”

  1. I don’t know if you’re comfortable sharing, but if you are, can you tell us a bit more about your family? How many siblings, how old, etc.?
    What musical(s) would you like to be in? See on Broadway? Sing around your house all the time (if you don’t already)?
    Best Tolkien setting/location? How often should one reread LOTR? How often do you?
    Two blogs you follow but haven’t ever talked about on your blog?
    Favorite Etsy shop?
    Favorite quote from a historical movie?
    Least favorite quote from an inaccurate historical movie/book/musical?
    (Wow, that got specific…)

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  2. What is the first story you can remember writing down? Alternatively, to get a little more personal, ๐Ÿ˜‰ who is your greatest inspiration for writing (whether in your life currently, or a historic author, or any other personal hero)?

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  3. Congratulations on 200!! *throws confetti everywhere*
    Here’s a random question: If you could only eat one food for the rest of your life, what would it be?
    I used it on a tag so you might see this question around, but I thought it’d be cool to hear your answer ๐Ÿ˜†

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  4. Also โ€œโ€œnose like a garlic bulbโ€ is officially the best line ever. I adore it.

    AND YAY FOR THE UKULELE. I can play somewhere over the rainbowโ€”really badly. Maybe Iโ€™ll learn Here Comes the Sun next. I literally know one strum pattern and four chords. Lol

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  5. I love your sentences, Evelyn. Your makeshift confetti possibilites reminds me of the “game” 52 pick-up (have you ever heard of this? if you haven’t, it’s might because you haven’t met a trolling kid before–it’s where someone gets you to agree to play, throws all the cards up in the air, and explains the point is to pick them all up), and the forgotten paper punches are too on the nose. Or…should I say, too on the galic bulb-y nose?

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  6. One of the things I’ve come to love about your blog so much is the quiet happiness that runs through everything you write. This antithetic, beautiful joy of living.
    You’re amazing, Evelyn. โค๏ธโค๏ธโค๏ธ
    CHEERS ON REACHING 200 SUBSCRIBERS!!! *woot-woot* ๐Ÿ˜ƒ You deserve it! (You deserve some cake too but unfortunately I have not yet perfected the art of teleportation. You’ll have to bake it yourself, I guess. Sorry!)
    Onward to the questions!
    What is something you love about Zeb from 51?
    If you could take art lessons under anyone, who would you pick?
    How IS the health of your family toaster? (I’m kind of worried…)
    If you were going to do something something dangerous and potentially deadly, but TONS of fun, what would you pick?
    How would you explain the stars to someone whose never seen them?
    That sentence about the paper puncher made me strangely sad and wistful. I loved our old, beat up paper puncher when I was a kid and there was nothing quite so satisfying as holding a handful of those perfectly cut little colored circles.
    I love this post.

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  7. Wow, congratulations on reaching 200 followers! It doesn’t surprise me that so many people enjoy reading your blog. ๐Ÿ™‚
    That toaster story was truly a thing to behold. I quite enjoyed it, and I am very concerned for your toaster’s health. Please tell me how it is holding up.
    Hm, questions… How about: Have you ever thought of writing a fairy tale retelling, and if so, which one(s)? How often do you write poetry about food? What are three pieces of art (music, movie, book, drawing, etc) that you have consumed recently and loved to death?

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    1. The toaster has made a very strong recovery! Thank you for your kind concern. It might be a little sore, but it is back to life as before.
      Thank you Story Sponge, I love those questions, and your comment is so encouraging. ๐Ÿ™‚

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