Let’s go with a very simple prompt this week, purely to get to know y’all a little better and understand the global scale of all of you wonderful people!
Jump into the thread with:
Your name
Your pronouns, if you wish
Where you are writing from (Which doesn’t have to be where you live. Are you on vacay? On a day trip? Visiting someone?)
Writing right now from under a blanket at home in Greater Manchester, drinking a mocha and watching the youngest cat have the zoomies and the other two try desperately to keep out of her way so they don't get pounced. Dog is under the blanket being a space heater.
Kathleen, I was named after my parents favorite song...she/sí/ella... I write, usually, from inside a music box, where rooms or locations magically disappear on the whims of melodies weaving the words...or in nature, a cathedral of trees or on the swell of water crashing a shore or rounding a bend or dropping off on the horizon under birds in flight. 🤷🏼
Writing from a deep blue couch near a window looking toward the twisty branches of an old native oak tree on the southern end of Vancouver Island (in the Salish Sea off the west coast of Canada, in the territories of the Lekwungen-speaking peoples known as the Esquimalt and Songhees nations).
Sophie, she/her, perpetually in London (mostly North, sometimes East, sometimes Central, rarely West and never South)
*and often seen artist-dating in these various locations 👋
Yes, that!
I'm Lee. Pronouns it/its.
Writing right now from under a blanket at home in Greater Manchester, drinking a mocha and watching the youngest cat have the zoomies and the other two try desperately to keep out of her way so they don't get pounced. Dog is under the blanket being a space heater.
Fur-baby space heaters are the BEST! 👋
Gina, short for Regina (she/her). I'm writing from rainy South Wales. Currently on the. couch with a curious kitten peering over my shoulder.
Hello kitten! Waving to you over zoom is one of my favourite things 👋
Kathleen, I was named after my parents favorite song...she/sí/ella... I write, usually, from inside a music box, where rooms or locations magically disappear on the whims of melodies weaving the words...or in nature, a cathedral of trees or on the swell of water crashing a shore or rounding a bend or dropping off on the horizon under birds in flight. 🤷🏼
Kathleen! What is the song? I would love to listen 👋
A very oldie goldie...https://open.spotify.com/track/7KM6Q8ISCIVNKO1LgTNxNI?si=vI8WJCUaS1WNh2LuIAyrZA
Thank you! Listening now! How special to be named after a song 🧡🧡🧡
https://michaeldalytenor.com/ireland-from-glen-to-glen/ill-take-home-kathleen-michael-daly-irish-tenor/
Abra.
Writing from a deep blue couch near a window looking toward the twisty branches of an old native oak tree on the southern end of Vancouver Island (in the Salish Sea off the west coast of Canada, in the territories of the Lekwungen-speaking peoples known as the Esquimalt and Songhees nations).
Picturing Gary, the oak tree, and remembering our ice cream treats under the cool of his branches 👋
Immaculate. She/her/hers. Working in Minneapolis, Minnesota.
Hello, friend! 👋