September is for writing and listening to Jarvis Cocker

LISTENING

The other day, I had a dream I was about to attend a Jarvis Cocker concert. I want to think that this "weird dream" was an effect of my enthusiasm over his upcoming album- an album full of 60s french pop covers. But it wasn't just his version of Christophe's Aline that got me into this Jarvis mode. This month, I spent most of my mornings listening to several tracks from his 2006 album called Jarvis. The songs Heavy Weather, Baby's Coming Back to Me, and the classic Running the World topped my monthly favorites. 

WRITING

As I mentioned in my previous post, I recently bought fountain pen inks, which led to purchasing several more under the excuse of "I'm buying this as a birthday gift."    

The name Monboddo's Hat sounds like it came from Harry Potter. Also, this colour combination reminds me of Ube-Tsokolate ice cream. 

Although purchasing inks hurt my wallet, it did inspire me to write more. I'm glad to report that  I finished a notebook in less than a  month, which is unusual for me. Usually, it would take me 6 months to a year to complete a notebook. But because I decided to trade my time on social media for something more valuable,  I wrote longer reflections than usual. I'm not sure if I could repeat the same next month, but who knows, maybe I could complete a notebook in 2 weeks. 

The morning sun looking really great

READING

To compensate for the lack of time I spent reading, I dedicated at least 30 minutes of my evenings reading a book. This month, I grabbed Waiting for Weekend as it's been on my bookshelf since 2019. This book tells the history of people's relationship with the weekend, which I never thought about. There's a chapter in which the author reminisced about his weekends spent with his family and friends. Another chapter talked about the origins of the names of days of the week.  Waiting for the Weekend is such an informative book I wished I've read sooner. 

This cover reminds me of Ferris Bueller's Day Off scene where Ferris and his friends spent an afternoon at the Chicago Institute of Art. 

A Sunday Afternoon on the Island of La Grande Jatte by Georges Seurat (1884-1886)