January 2011 – Page 2 – erin morgenstern

flax-golden tales: the short, sad life of a faceless snowman

the short, sad life of a faceless snowman

He wasn’t leaning when they built him.

(Is it presumptuous to assume all snowmen are male?)

Anyway, he stood up pretty well those first few days. He would have looked almost impressive if the snow had been proper white marshmallow-colored fluff instead of dirty grey parking lot snow.

He started to lean yesterday. He probably would have toppled completely if the tree wasn’t there.

He wasn’t a particularly cheerful snowman to begin with, he never even had a carrot nose or anything, but now he just seems sad.

I suppose anyone would be sad, to have such a cold, temporary life.

Sooner or later he’ll melt.

I think he’ll welcome it.

About flax-golden tales. Photo by Carey Farrell. Text by Erin Morgenstern.

By erin, 13 years ago

bucket + snow

We have snow. Again. Lots of it.

I went to take some photos out the back door and Bucket got curious.

She’s usually not the curious cat type, so I was impressed that she actually took two whole steps before retreating back inside.

More snow photos over on Flickr.

By erin, 13 years ago

penguin classics & an elephant

You may have seen me on Twitter bemoaning the fact that I only received one book as holiday giftage. (Technically, I got two. I received one after the bemoaning.)

Obviously, two is still not enough books. So despite the sorry state of my to-read shelf, I bought myself some pretties.

I have coveted the Coralie Bickford-Smith-designed Penguin Classics since I first saw them, so this is the beginning of what I’m certain will end up being a fairly large collection. They are so pretty, and there are so many classics that I’ve really wanted to own but lost the beat-up high school English class copies years ago. These are much better.

(Also featured in these photos is one of the marvelous bookends my sister gave me.)

I already want more because they don’t fill the whole shelf, even though the elephant is doing an admirable job of keeping them upright. And I’m annoyed that the Fitzgeralds don’t seem to be easy to find in the US, because they are swoon-worthy.

I had been planning on posting these today, so I was amused when they turned up on Doubleday’s Tumblr today as well. And then I turned up on Doubleday’s Tumblr, too. Hee.

By erin, 13 years ago

miscellany

also, today is my half birthday & i should really have half a cake

As you may have noticed, I was in NYC for the past few days.

I met my agent and my editor in person for the first time. They are, in fact, actual people and not just lovely disembodied telephone voices.

I drank a lot of wine with my sister. I got snowed on in Times Square. I met the resident kitty at the Algonquin.

I generally felt like I’d wandered into someone else’s life.

It’s going to take awhile for this to fit on me properly. Like breaking in new boots.

And then last night, while I was on the train back to Boston, my Google alerts kind of exploded with the Summit film option announcement.

I’m thrilled about it, of course. It’s not helping that whole endeavoring to become more of a believer thing, though. Every time I think this whole journey might get less surreal eventually, things like this happen and I’m reduced to blinky-eyed deer in headlights mode and I say “yay” a lot, because I’m articulate like that.

Oh, and since some of the announcements have mentioned it as such, I should probably clarify that The Night Circus is not a young adult novel. It will probably have a lot of appeal for teenage readers & fans of YA, but it is indeed an adult-market book.

Home now, with kittens who claim not to have missed me. Fluffy little liars.

By erin, 13 years ago