infatuation is good for the soul

Current obsessions:

the Bronte sisters

French films

fashion history

cheesy 80's faerie tales

Michael York

faerie tale dreams of watchmen eating people

La-ti-da


Not really sure what to write. I just know I want to write something.

I had strange dreams last night. I finished reading The Watchmen and then I watched some faerie tales from the 80's and then I watched Delicatessen (amazing). These all rolled together and made for some interesting dreams. Lots of killing.

I've been in a weird mood all day, one of those creative-but-not-sure-what-to-create sort of days. You know?


I think I want to paint.

Fragments

I watched this last night and it diseased my brain which now refuses to sit quiet. My imagination is skipping about. Nothing palpable, just a bunch of random words and pictures up there. It doesn't know where to take root.
I let it wander out onto a piece of paper last night and it took the form of the strangest thing I've ever written, but I'm too chicken to post it here.


Your Truly,

Rachael of the nomad brain

Bedtime Story

Once upon a time...

there was a girl. She didn't have a whole lot to say. Or else she did have quite a bit to say but chose to leave it unsaid. One day she thought to herself, "Perhaps I should start saying some of these unsaid things." The girl made a blog.