sometime soon

[Text ID: “As if you could pick in love, as if it were not a lightning bolt that splits your bones and leaves you staked out in the middle of the courtyard.”]

— Madelaine Lucas, Thirst For Salt

Catherynne M. Valente, from her novel titled "Comfort Me With Apples," originally published in 2021

Emily Dickinson, from a letter to Mr. & Mrs Holland, featured in The Letters of Emily Dickinson

Vita Sackville-West, from a letter to Virginia Woolf, featured in The Letters of Vita Sackville West & Virginia Woolf

L.M. Montgomery, The Blue Castle

The plum you’re going to eat next summer doesn’t exist yet; its potential lives inside a tree you’ll never see in an orchard you’ll never see, will be touched by a certain number of water droplets before it reaches you, by certain angles of light, by a finite amount of bugs and dust motes and hands you’ll never know. The plum you are going to eat next summer will gather sugar, gather mass, will harden at its center so it can soften toward your mouth. The plum you’re going to eat next summer doesn’t know you exist. The plum you are going to eat next summer is growing just for you.

Whimsical Children’s Book Illustration by Inga Moore

On Beauty by Zadie Smith

joy sullivan

I love this little bit by Cathon

Albert Camus, from a letter to María Casares featured in Correspondance, 1944-1959

Jennifer Chang, from a poem titled "In the Middle of My Life," featured in "An Authentic Life: Poems,"

— María Fernanda Ampuero, from “Chosen,” Human Sacrifices (The Feminist Press, 2023)

— Lord Dunsany, The King of Elfland’s Daughter