— What are the conditions for creativity, for blooming? Is the library a bloom space? — I wrote about the bloom space in this post. — We are living in a moment in history. We live in possibility. We dwell in possibility. We are in something. The future threats act upon the dreamer ongoingly, though. It affects our thinking, our dreaming, our creativity. As I quote in the bloom space post, we are dreamers experiencing the sound of a prolonged fire alarm, which impedes, negates, our REM sleep. — Perhaps now is the time to meditate on the flower sermon. — It’s Canadian Library month and here are some of things I’ve been reading and watching of late. (And here is a similar list from last year). I also have enjoyed this post at 320 Sycamore Studios on how books build big brains. They do! A must watch this month is The Librarians. This is where we live now. — Support your libraries. Visit them. Take out a book, get a card, keep it active. Read Fahrenheit 451, brush up on book banning. — A library can be a space of blooming, of dreaming, of thinking. A place to ask better questions. What is possible. The public library is wonderful. But you can make your own library too. If you’re here, I know you probably have a lot of books :) — From Cixous’ book Coming to Writing: “The more you let yourself dream, the more you let yourself be worked through, the more you let yourself be disturbed, pursued, threatened, loved, the more you write, the more you escape the censor.” — She also says that with patience we can give the world life. This is the patience of thinking, of paying attention. Without that we have a “world without flowers” and that is a world that is “bored to death.” — You know that I am in my “writing into my desk era.” (Among other eras). But as you can see I’m also in my “writing into my card catalogue” era. Always with Virginia Woolf present. “Mrs. Dalloway said she would buy the flowers herself.” (The flower can always be changing). — I’ve been slowing down on my insta for a bit now and plan on taking an internet sabbatical for the month of November. I’ll probably pop in once or twice there to check for messages but will be otherwise working on my novel. I’ll be here but perhaps a bit less. Thanks in advance for bearing with. Maybe the role of the artist now is to disappear a bit. And maybe it’s the opposite, given this moment in history. But there has to be some way to subvert the algorithm or make it work for us right? — How to escape the censor? Write alone, toward excellence. Make your art. Disappear for a bit. Go to art galleries, visit your library. Spend some time reading there. Keep yourself for your self. Take some time and look at a flower. Seems kinda radical. Georgia knew.— Lastly, a couple of articles on Image I’ve recently read and enjoyed: LookersAn Object Arrived — As many of us are spending less time on social media, perhaps you’d consider hitting the subscribe button — it’s free, and reading in your email means fewer distractions. — Posting anything on a dead internet feels silly these days, but I’m glad you’re still here. Over 50 percent of the internet is dead now, links are increasingly broken. How long does an average website last these days? Not long. So it feels like my 10 years plus here is something a bit special haha. But maybe not? October 9, 2026