Drinking London Fog on a Sunday Afternoon

Good Afternoon All,

I’ve just finished my first attempt at something of a London Fog tea. I love Earl Grey and had a craving for something like an Earl Grey latte.

It was moderately successful. The Earl Grey was brewed just right but after stirring almond milk over a hot eye for five minutes for the desired fog effect, I gave up. It’s still tasty though.

So news!

I’ve been trying to be more active here. Making plans and sticking to them. In between the Saturday movie marathon and the errands I’ve left for Sunday, I wanted to make sure I made time for writing. No matter how little or mundane the subject matter.

I’ve been having lots of fun with The Hollow Times. I’ve planned out the next few weeks of content for that and Hollow Grove is coming alive for me again. The Grim story about Hollow Grove in the 19th century has the first arc planned out. Now I’m in the editing stages.

Other things of note?

Speaking of movies and my dedication to watch more of them, here are some that I’ve enjoyed immensely.

Diaoblique (1955)

A fun little French horror film. Like most older films, it took me a while to settle into the pacing but I found myself enraptured once I got into it.

Take this premise of a school’s headmaster’s wife and his mistress come together to plot a murder. They go through with the deed and dump his body in a pool but when they drain it, there is no body!

Tape (2001)

I have to praise this movie because it made two dudes talking in a hotel room engrossing. Two friends from high school meet together in this old motel and secrets are revealed. Its a twisty turny movie where the other’s morality is repeatedly put into question.

Shaft (2019)

This is throwback to an older 70s franchise (which I should definitely check out!) I had so much fun watching this film. Action-packed, hilarious, and with Samuel L Jackson clearly having a good time in the titualr role what’s not to like!

That’s all I got this time around! See you next week!

A Few Innocent Obsessions

Let’s share a few obsessions from the last month.

I went through a week where I was obsessed with “Evil” by Interpol. The strangely alive and haunted eyes of Norman drawing me into watching the music video for at least once a day like it was a curious prescription.

This obsession spilled over to their other music. “C’mere” and “Slow Hands.” I realized that eras of my life had a sound and the strangeness of that thought. I’m in middle school marinating in early 2000s alternative with bass lines I can feel in my bones and my heart aches.

One weekend I binged on Ari Aster films getting pleasantly disturbed by the flowers of Midsommar and the slow breakdown of a family haunted in Hereditary. And then there’s the VVitch where I was reminded of the slick blood spilt by paranoia and the taint of fanaticism.

I’ve been trying to get more into movies in general so in between the horror, I took Booksmart as a light palate cleanser. A beautifully shot comedy dealing with the elation of female friendships and the growing pains of moving on. The stylized shots of The Last Black in San Francisco with its commentary on gentrification and history. The house as a solid anchor to family, love, and healing the two as something so intrinsic to yourself.

And writing. Writing has been an obsession again fueled by camaraderie. I joined a local writing group with the write-ins and creative electricity in the air.

The mind hungers for an outlet. My fingers spill ink that chews through paper and I feel like myself again.