i have been typing away and away and away. my fingers hurt. i like it. but my story made me mad today. i got a bit stuck. it’s fixed now though. i think. it’s hard to write when there are 3 children in the next room doing 3 different things and Miss Tandy is playing a harmonica right beside you. very difficult. sometimes you just need quiet. but i think what i really need is to give George and Josephine a break and work on my novel. for some reason, i can write in my novel when a hundred different things are going on. that’s what i love about it.
(what i really want to write right now is this amazing little piece stuck in my head. it’s been there for a long time. it involves the fair and kisses and tents and vintage dresses.)
Lala mia was recording this amazing song earlier today. i love it. especially this one part that is soooooo marvelous. so marvelous. i love it. i love it. i love it. i just can’t say that enough.
today i wanted to cry. and i didn’t know why. but then if figured it out. the other day when we were in that thrift shop, there was a stack of old books for sale. i wanted them. O so badly. but $5 dollars a book is NOT a steal. really, who wants to pay $5 dollars for one book? not me. and who wants to pay $50 dollars for 10 books? (there was 10 of them…) i just wanted the books. but that’s not why i wanted to cry. i wanted to cry because someone actually gave those books away. what kind of person would do that? i wish i could meet them. i imagine this man whose father left him those books after he died, and that young man wanted nothing to do those old books. he had no hankering to read Shakespeare’s Macbeth. so he gave them away. and now he’s alone in his father’s house without those books. and one day, when he sits down with his morning cup of coffee and reaches for a book in his father’s book shelf, they won’t be there. it will be empty. kind of sad.
Mr.Dante told me today, “There’s something I like about a man sitting in an empty room in a tuxedo. Especially the part about the empty room…” i think i like that too. my little brother is the best. he’s walking inspiration for my men i write about. and he’s only 8 years old. i wish i had an older brother too. he would be more walking inspiration, but he would be 20 years old. for now, Mr.Dante is enough i suppose. if only ’cause he’s the best.
an odd collaboration of thoughts, i know, but it’s just what’s on my mind today.
in lieu of mentioning Lala mia and vintage dresses, i’ll show you something i really like right now. 2 of the dresses in Lala’s ETSY shop: icarryourheart. they’re also in Lala’s closet in my house. snatch ‘em up before i plead and cry and make her give them to me. *wink*.

Pink Swing
this one is The Pink Swing. and you can find it here.

DUTCH GIRL
this one is The DUTCH GIRL. and you can find it here.
i like ‘em. and so will you.
a thought for today….don’t give vintage Macbeths away. PLEASE.
love.
-Bella.dear