That’s right. You never thought you’d see this day, did you? 2021, otherwise known as The Year Without A Gimmick for my annual Learn a Book! series. We’ve come a long way, friends. It’s been years since I last successfully completed an annual Learn a Book! challenge. In 2015, we reproduced what I felt toContinue reading “Learn a Book! – 202[1 Year Without A Gimmick]”
Even if I have it now, doesn’t mean I’ll have it alwaysPatience is a funny noun, it’ll keep you waiting all day This is not a commentary on the past year of the world’s history. We were all there. We know the deal. We lived through the contradictions. So much horror happened, and yet hereContinue reading “28 Practices of Patience at 28”
Another year, another witty gimmick gone half-made. Last year apparently I promised to read 30 books and then proceeded to immediately forget that and, for the rest of the year, assume that I must have promised to read 19. So 19 books were read. This year is another one in which general fatigue and wearinessContinue reading “Learn a Book! – 20[20 From To-Be-Read]”
There was an idea for this year’s post in my annual birthday series that wasn’t what this post is now. Try as I might to write that original idea, it just didn’t feel right.
Much like the arrival of 27.
So, you’re telling me the season for spook is over? Think again, buddies. Some people leave Christmas decorations up until after New Year’s. Others leave Halloween decorations up until after Thanksgiving. I make the rules in this house.
We’re going (going) back (back) to simple (simple). Look. The past few years I’ve been all talk, no read. I set these kitschy challenges for myself (that I adore! oh, how I adore them!) but have I actually completed any of them? Ask 2017 and 2018. Those two fell right to bits and tatters, theyContinue reading “Learn a Book! – 30 in 2019”
I wanted to kick this off with the phrase “another year around the moon” but then I got really stressed that I’ve used it in all of my other annual birthday posts. I’m inclined to think that 23 and 24 may have made it out alive, but 25 feels sneakily suspicious. Alas, here we are. Another yearContinue reading “26 Places to Commemorate 26”
Hello, friends. Have you missed me? Okay, very well. But have you missed me like I’ve missed me? Doubtful. I hadn’t realized that this post was something lingering around in my head to write until one recent eve, standing at my kitchen counter, listening to a single song over and over again trying to learn theContinue reading “9 Lessons to Lead Through 2019”
I’ve had many words to say about inconsequential things, and inconsequential words to say about many things. Somehow that got us to 50 complete packages of things published on this here internet space we call Tales of Cass.
25 is a moment. It took me quite a few moons to get to this age.
This is the first birthday that I’ve actually looked forward to, felt excited about, etc. It takes too much energy to be someone actively against birthdays and I don’t naturally possess enough to be someone for them, so I generally land right smack in the middle of energetic indifference. I just have this feeling about 25. That sounds like something everyone this age says but I really mean it!