Without words

In Italian, there is an expression “Sono senza parole.” I am without words. I am struggling to find writing time. And at the end of a week filled with broker jargon, negotiation, delicately phrased emails, small print, conference calls, open houses, agreements, strategies, and the continuous little chirrup from my iPhone alerting me to the arrival of a new email, I am feeling very quiet. Sono senza parole.

So I’ll say what I can with photos today. You’ll get what I mean…IMG_1432 IMG_0832 IMG_0659 IMG_0228IMG_4780 IMG_1082 IMG_1054 IMG_1515 IMG_1502IMG_1501IMG_1491IMG_1498IMG_1487IMG_1429IMG_1340IMG_1188IMG_1183IMG_1179IMG_1524IMG_1514IMG_1512IMG_1509IMG_1456IMG_1443IMG_1324 IMG_1341IMG_1338 IMG_1175 IMG_1507 IMG_1500IMG_1367I used to have words. Plenty of them. You can find them in my novel: buy Silk for the Feed Dogs here

16 comments

  1. A feast for the eyes…for those who can see. Lovely!

  2. Great photos. Sometimes a picture tells a thousand words and gives one a break from thinking about words. After your break, your walk of the City and the apartment craziness, the words will come. Did I tell you that the Management company insisted on a photo of my 5.5 pound, geriatric cat? At the signing of the rental contract? Apparently, i couldn’t get the apartment without it. My comment, “The realtor that I just paid a hefty fee to has the photo, unless you want me to text you a photo.” Really. Good Luck, sending a hug. XO

    • Poor pussums being objectified in that way! Have these people no soul?!
      All that insanity with boards is just up ahead. Pushing my chest and plodding forward. Thanks for the hug πŸ™‚

  3. Huh…there’s no picture here that says, “Full to capacity” or “stuck on life’s thinking block”…
    because to me, it sounds like your “life” is very, very full right now–full with thinking…
    and that the thinking has quite possibly filled up ALL your writing space.
    But when “life” returns to normal and it’s more rhythmic again, the space will become available…
    and I am certain that your words will begin to flow and you’ll “write” your way “right” out of this thinking block~ xo

    You can’t think yourself out of a writing block; you have to write yourself out of a thinking block. ~John Rogers
    and so you shall…….

    PS And even without words, look how beautifully you communicate…
    so rest assured that your voice is still there, and so are your words πŸ˜‰

  4. winstonmoreton

    Ineffable. Reading Silk Dogs on my Kindle and enjoying.

  5. I know you need words for your work… but I don’t! Your walk was joy as always, so thank you! PS: that little room looks warm and hospitable. Would love to spend a couple of months in one such little room in NYC. xxx

    • Doing the rounds of open houses gives you Interesting little glimpses into the corners of other New Yorkers’ worlds which is always fascinating. Which little corner will be ours..?

  6. Absolutely beautiful and captivating. Great pictures, best regards, Aquileana πŸ™‚

  7. What a beautiful photo essay! Made me miss New York. And where did you ever find pay phones there? A rare sight these days πŸ™‚

    • Thank you. The phones are actually in the Union Square eatery “Coffee Shop”. New York misses you too. She whispered it to me when we were out on our walk πŸ™‚

  8. It says..spring is in the air but I need an Act of God to give me a holiday..this is a subliminal message for a winning lottery ticket! My best tip for time..and it sounds so stupid..but try it. Put an alarm on your phone for 15 minutes. Do nothing (i.e. ignore everything) except write till the alarm goes off. The only thing allowed is if vital job pops into head (so common) write job down before you forget it. At end of 15 minutes, set another 15 mins to do vital job….15 minutes..its odd..it’s the zone gateway.. xxx

    • Act of God? Amen, can I get a witness!
      My husband, also a writer, swears by that 15 min technique. I think there’s a name for it: the pomodoro method or something… Usually I need to feel the afternoon stretching ahead of me with no limitations–a tall order these days. Pomodoro sounds good! πŸ™‚

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