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"Just be who you are, calm and clear and bright." - Richard Bach, Illusions: The Adventures of a Reluctant Messiah

Experiments in incandescent living

Imagine you are a white-hot tangle of ice, dust, rock and gases, and as you hurtle across the night sky the rest of us are celebrating your transit with champagne and gourmet lollipops. The universe is vast, but we are only as small as we believe ourselves to be; and if we lived each moment in that same spirit of humble awe with which we now and again gaze at the stars, the world would be an infinitely happier place.

I blog about books and writing on Mondays, travel and spirituality on Tuesdays, and art, knitting and sewing on Thursdays, but above all I want to use this space to explore the magical connection between veganism and creativity (so the juiciest posts go up on Wednesdays!) On this site you’ll also find Where We Make, a Friday feature on artists’ workspaces.

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In Memoriam

Today would have been my Grandmom Kass’s 89th birthday. She passed in her sleep one week after Kate and Elliot’s wedding in February.

I wrote in my journal:

I thought I had done my grieving in advance, bit by bit over the past four years. Turns out that’s not how grief works, at least not for me.

It took me awhile to post about her death (for reasons I won’t get into), but here’s what I eventually put up on Facebook:


Today we’re back in New Jersey, gathering with relatives for a Mass said in her name (in lieu of a funeral, which she definitely did not want) and takeout from our favorite Italian restaurant afterward.



I miss her, he says when we call, and we can hear the tears in his voice.

You had a good long life together, we tell him. I can’t begin to imagine what it feels like to lose the person you chose to share your life with, especially when you’ve been inseparable for seventy years. Even if she was leaving you little by little.

But I do know one thing: it is not possible to say “I love you” too many times.


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Hi! I'm Camille. I only write stories that could never ever happen in real life, though I do believe in real-life magic. If we were in the same room I'd fix you a cup of tea, but for now we'll have to settle for a virtual connection. I'm really glad you're here.
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