i sat upon my couch.
i opened the book.
it fell open to a part where the pages were torn completely away from the spine (bad omen 2).
mental note: give hui ping this book when i am done reading the play so she can reorder it (i work in a public library. hui ping is in charge of the 800s (literature in Melvil Dewey's tidy little world)).
i saw that the page on the right said "hedda gabler" at the top.
i flipped back a few pages.
i saw that the page on the right said "the wild duck" at the top (bad omen 3).
i flipped forward a few pages, to the gaping spine spot.
i saw that the page on the right said "155."
i saw that the page on the left said "152."
fulfillment of omens occurs here.
so now i have a blog with a literarily-influenced title and no literary knowledge to back it up. which, when i think about why i started this damn thing to begin with, is pretty apropo!
see, i thought i might write "hedda dabbler" because i am constantly starting and stopping and starting and stopping new things. and occasionally a new thing sticks. and sometimes it sticks for awhile and then falls away and then flies back and sticks again. in a word, i am a dabbler! so i thought that instead of having a comic and a knitting zine and a knitting blog and a zine of haiku and a zine of short plays, i might have this one blog, to which i am committed to writing on at least once a day, in which i can post all things - knitting, comics, poems, plays, whatnot.
so here it is, second day, second post. i am doing pretty well so far!