I’ve been reading poetry all weekend, watching The Office, and doing final edits on Sheila’s book. FINAL EDITS! We will send this puppy out to publishing houses in the next couple weeks, AND I get to see Sheila tomorrow!! I havent seen her in months, and it will fell good to hug my best friend.
I finished Wuthering Heights on Friday, and I won’t blog about it, because I’ve read it so many times that I almost know it by heart. There is no way to accuratly write about Catherine and Heathcliff, unless you are Emily Bronte.
“If you ever looked at me once with what I know is in you, I would be your slave.“
I told you I was doing this Jordan Peterson self authoring program. I’ve been researching me. Did you know that the planet Neptune has a moon named Larissa? It was first discovered by Harold J. Reitsema, William B. Hubbard, Larry A. Lebofsky and David J. Tholen, in 1981. It was named after a Nymph of Argos. She was the lover of the God of the Sea, Poseidon, from Greek Mythology.
Larissa is an irregular shaped, heavily cratered moon; flawed and thought to have been assembled from a bunch of clouds and rubble. Larissa will eventually spiral inward towards Neptune, due to tidal deceleration, and eventually crash into Neptune's atmosphere, and be destroyed. Or recycle itself into another planetary ring.
As I work on this self-authoring thing, it has shown me that I too am flawed, and tattered, and thrown together, but I am working on it. And we are all spiraling towards something.
I asked my mom why she gave me my name. I was secretly hoping it was because she heard of the moons discovery in 81’ and when I was born in 83’, she thought it would be cool to name me that. Alas, she got my name from a baby book.
Here's a sketch of Neptune and Larissa, and a flighty astronaut.
Happy Sunday y’all.