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I am feeling somewhat uncreative today, so I am editing Windflowers rather than writing. What a blessing-- I need badly to edit things, so I will do it for as long as I can and hope I remain in this condition for a long while. I did not need to begin a new novel, but I love The Soul of the Rose, and I think it will be pretty easy to finish up, and pretty appealing, anyway.

I have been obsessed with cross-stitching lately. I am embarking on a new project, to create Innocent World in cross-stitch-- the atmosphere of the website, the soft and romantic feminine beauty. I have a whole set of miniature Victorian items to stitch in pastels on perforated paper. I have also dreamed of a Japanese tea ceremony project as well. I have even more ideas for that. Lately I have been dreaming of perforated paper and backstitching, not post-apocalyptic cities or deconstructed fairy tales. I am seeing how far I can take cross-stitching and experimenting, sometimes with success. I meant to post my pitiful cupcake yesterday-- will have to show you. It is pretty funny. On the other hand, perforated paper can be rendered 3-D, like plastic canvas. I am already overwhelmed with ideas of how to apply that to doll furnishings.

I had Summer Party for lunch today. Not enough of a balm for... other things, but all is temporal, my dear. All things must come to an end. Some sooner than later.

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