This week, the Friday 5 are a day late. It happens. Life got a bit busier than expected. I didn’t forget it though. So… Let’s go.
Song
Paul Kalkbrenner x Stromae – que ce soit clair
At first glance this is an atypical song for me to share. On second glance, it makes a lot of sense. I am not bound to a genre, but to the feeling of a song. And this one is quite great, I’d say.
Here is the same song on Spotify.
Photo
Choosing a photo this week was a bit difficult. I took many great pictures and would share them all in a heartbeat, but the above is important too. Why? Because it shows all my publications in one photo and seeing the covers side by side is, at least for me, awesome. You see, I will never be a best-selling author and no matter which ways I try, I can’t seem to find an audience outside the blog. Most days that is completely okay, and it is enough to be able to hold my own words in print in my hands. Other days the dreamer in me fantasies about being discovered, going on a book tour and performing my poetry for an interested audience.
After the Curtain is the epilogue of sorts, the last explanations after the play I wrote and shared all last week. The posts were all scheduled. I still cannot explain what drove me to write it and extend it to 7 acts, but for me, it somehow worked. The play is not different from my poems, it’s the same theme, but with this format, it breathes differently. We were love.
Visitors
USA 🇺🇸
India 🇮🇳
UK 🇬🇧
Spain 🇪🇸
Netherlands 🇳🇱
Thank you for being there. There seems to be a bit more balance these last weeks in who comes to visit. I am sure you are aware, but if you read something on this blog that has value to you, don’t be afraid to share it. It amazes me that my words and everything that lives in my head has readers all around the world. It makes me smile.
Thoughts
Here we are. Another week older. Another week under the belt. For me personally, it was a bit of a challenging week. I cannot explain why, but my mood was very rotten and not even sunshine warming my cheeks helped it. The truth is, I felt lonely this week. And while I could have remedied that by being active, I couldn’t. I was too tired and detached. I wanted/needed connection, but I couldn’t make it happen. It’s a vicious circle. I am not sure how to break it yet, but at the same time, I am never stuck in this loop for too long (two weeks tops).
Anyway… How to end this on a lighter note? Friday 5 also work as Saturday 5. While I am writing this, I see that that song won’t load… I’ll work on that after sharing the post. 🙂
Be kind to yourselves, forgive yourselves more, not everything needs to be perfection.
It is Friday, again. The week went by in a blur, or is that just me? Maybe it’s because the weather turned bad over here and school is about to start (officially on Monday). As a preschool teacher we had PT meetings and team meetings yesterday. And today our young students can visit the classroom and meet us teachers. It’s very exciting and there is always lots to organise. In school, a lot happens in the background. But before school starts again, let’s enjoy the weekend. And how better to start a weekend with a song?
Let’s go!
Song
Antimatter – leftover wine
I chose this song because it has been stuck in my head for a while now. Maybe it gets stuck in yours too? Antimatter has been featured often on the blog, I like Mick Moss’s voice a lot. The above song is a cover version of Melanie’s Leftover Wine from 1970. Personally, I prefer the cover that can be found on the Antimatter album Parallel Matters (rarities 2001-2024) that came out earlier this year.
Photo
Somehow I got it in my head that a photo in this Friday post has to be from that week. Now, this week went by so fast, I didn’t take many pictures. I could have posted one of the nudes I was sent, somehow that’s taking up again on IG, but that’s not my style. And I do admit, I am less appalled and more flattered, lol. It’s a matter of perspective. Anyhow: the above photo is of me proudly holding my new book into the camera. My usual curly hair was straightened, my eyes looked almost black (must be the light)… It is a picture of me that is nice enough to share.
Post of the week
The post that was most read this week was the english translation of the originally french poem “la caresse maudite”
It was a very quiet week on the blog. Very much so. In my mind, some posts went under the radar this week because of that, but I could be wrong.
USA 🇺🇸
UK 🇬🇧
Spain 🇪🇸
Netherlands 🇳🇱
India 🇮🇳
Thoughts
This week I found myself circling the same thoughts, almost like walking the same path over and over, checking if the ground still holds. I asked myself if my words are raw enough – or too raw, if the rhythm I fall into carries the reader or lets them slip away. I wondered if my meandering is charm or distraction, if my voice is strength or flaw. If there is too much different content on the blog and if none of it matters to anyone but me. I thought a lot about The August Current too. How to bring it onto the blog without repeating myself too often. How to let it stand among the other books and still keep its own pulse, and let it shine. Because this one really deserves to shine. But what if repetition isn’t the enemy I make it out to be? Maybe it’s a way of saying: look again, this matters. To me it does, and maybe that’s enough to make it matter to you too. I come back to authenticity, always. To the fear of losing what makes me real. To the fear of polishing or censoring myself too much. And to the hope that my words, as they are, are enough. And that I am too. And you know? More often than not, lately, I think they are. Me too. 💜
Good morning. It’s August 15th, which is a holiday here in Luxembourg. The weekend will be filled with social obligations and gatherings. Right now, I feel a bit tired and unimpressed or uninspired. However, I am inspired for the Friday 5. And as is tradition, let’s start with a song.
Song
Weather Systems – Synesthesia
I chose this one because it popped up often in my playlist this week. I loved this song from the first time I heard it. And it still does things to my emotional state.
Photo
This photo was taken last Tuesday. We had guests over for BBQ that night and when they left, I sat outside with a cocktail, waiting for the Perseids on the clear night sky. I only saw one. And of course I wished for something.
Posts of the week
This week, the post you read most was called How to Write Like me. But since the Top 3 posts were so diverse, I will repost them here, for convenience, mostly. Happy exploring.
An album review. I still believe that this one is worth your time, if you like that kind of music.
Where are you from
I did this last week and thought it was fun. Reflections of an Unquiet Mind is read internationally. And I quite like that. It’s a bit like planting seeds all over the world. Full transparency: traffic this week was only half of what it was last week. Probably a reflection of me posting less and people enjoying their summer.
United States 🇺🇸
Luxembourg 🇱🇺
Netherlands 🇳🇱
Germany 🇩🇪
Serbia 🇷🇸
Thank you for visiting.
Musing
I mentioned planting seeds. Maybe that’s exactly what we do when we write and post it online for everyone to read and to find. We are planting seeds of creativity, seeds of thoughts, and sometimes even seeds of wisdom for others to discover and allow to grow in their minds.
PS: while writing this post, there was one visitor from the UK reading all my album reviews. This goes to show that every post reflecting the past week, is old and outdated the moment it is written. Thank you.
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