Four years ago, about when I moved to New York, I started reading a lot more Joan Didion. She was always a source of comfort and inspiration for me. Her brutal honesty, her dark take on life – it was all something that spoke to me. If you know me and/or have read this blog for awhile now, you'll know this about me already.
I had started a separate blog project back in 2012 where I was going to read and blog my way through all of her works. I eventually ended up posting most of those entries onto this blog, and I never quite finished the project. (Though, I did keep reading.)
Truly, I have no idea where I'm going with this revived version of whatever that project was. I've just been in a creative rut this year, and I'm taking July to just...breathe.