April 24, 2001
Tuesday, April 24, 2001
I did my morning ritual and then tidied the flat a bit. After that I felt that today was the day to start to learn to paint again. I absolutely love watercolour paints, the only problem is, I don’t know how to use them.
I opened up my book and started to follow the instructions. Paint a moon, a heart. Do a colour wash, blend these colours. One, two, three.
I followed the instructions. Only my moon looked like a big blob, …
April 23, 2001
Monday, April 23, 2001
April 20, 2001
Friday, April 20, 2001
At age 27, I have had more jobs than any 27-year-old should really have. None of them have really mattered and I never really became a part of the company. However, the job that I have chosen to leave was the first one where I had made a huge difference and had created a lot of friendships. Saying good bye was hard, especially since I was unsure that leaving was such a good idea.
Going in to work this morning, I …
April 16, 2001
Monday, April 16, 2001
The Very Beginning
Sunday, April 8, 2001
I feel the overwhelming need to tell you “Thank you.”
I came in to your bookstore yesterday, just like I’ve done many times over the years when I’m confused. Yet in all the times I’ve come in, I’ve never seen you there. Today was the first time I can recall you being there and for whatever reason, I knew I had to speak to you.
However I was afraid to approach you because what you do is silly and something I’ve never …
The Chronicles of Girl at Play began in April 2001 as a way for me to chronicle my leaving a successful corporate position to become a self-employed writer.