What book could you read over and over again?
Again, too many to count. #dailysnark

…actually, why not?
What book could you read over and over again?
Again, too many to count. #dailysnark
How would you improve your community?
Show up consistently, even when it’s tough.
Take time to spend time. It may seem like a small thing, but taking the time to spend time together shows you value the people you want to connect with.
Talking about it is not enough. You actually have to do it.
#connection
How have you adapted to the changes brought on by the Covid-19 pandemic?
Slow down. Breathe. Enjoy the sunshine. Go swim. See the sights. Connect with that person.
Do that thing you always wanted to do.
If you can’t, what’s holding you back? Figure that out.
Then go and find out which underpaid single mother already did what you always wanted to do, and follow her lead.
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Daily Affirmations, if wanted:
• Your life is a garden: Water what nourishes, remove what poisons, and be mindful of the weeds, they pop up regularly.
• Grow at your own pace. There’s only one you.
• Rest well: It takes time to recuperate, and you need it, body and soul.
• Take that time off you’ve been meaning to take, and do something positive you genuinely enjoy.
• Give people their flowers when they’re around to receive them.
• Be a good friend. That sometimes means saying, “Thus far and no further,” and meaning it.
• Boundaries: Yours and others. Respect them.
• Read at least one book of fiction every year. You don’t have to tell anybody about it. Just enjoy the experience.
• Find that music album Younger You loved and listen to it all the way through.
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#humpday
If you could have something named after you, what would it be?
One of the nice lakes on Mars, so that when humanity inevitably colonises Mars in the 2200s, and Mars becomes its own superpower in the 2300s due to continuous antagonism to Mega-Coloniser Earth, native Martians will holiday at Lake [My Name] and have long conversations over Pathfinder Beer that end with arguments about “Goddamn Terrans and their $£%&ing colonial BS!”
Martian Authorities and the Martian populace, however, will not question Lake [My Name]’s naming because the majority agree it’s actually quite fitting and gives the place a kind of mystic feel. Lake [My Name] will be known for restful getaways where Martians relax and recuperate from their forever-war with “those Terran bastards.”
#space
When you were five, what did you want to be when you grew up?
Being was already a thing. There were wishes, though, big ones.
Winter: Meet Santa.
Summer: Go to the beach.
#childhood
Words, images & collages tossed from a window.
Essays, notes & interviews on why literary fiction matters to human living
small press. great publishing.
but don't take my word for it
Home hub & scribble space of Prose Writer & Poet Kristiane Weeks-Rogers (she/hers), author of poetry collection: 'Self-Anointment with Lemons'.
A journey from one end of the bookshelf to the other