Hello and welcome to another edition of Notebook Treasure! It’s like Muppet Treasure Island but with notebooks!! We have silly little songs! We have funny little guys! And instead of Tim Curry we have… me!!!
✨Notebook Treasure✨ is where I share little scraps and doodles from my notebooks, hard drive, and brain. This month we’ve got figure-skating aliens,
There’s a good few new subscribers to the newsletter this week, and so to all of you I wanna say a big hearty HELLO, and tell you what goes on over here. We got something for everyone:
✨🌈 A Constellation, Monthly Schedule ✨🌈
1st week of month: creativity issue where I write about music & the artistic process (posts like Here Is My Bottom, and Inside the Studio)
2nd week: notebook treasure (you are reading it right now!)
3rd week: geology issue, where I share my amateur geology thoughts and stories from the earth’s history which makes us feel less alone (think posts like Sedimentary, My Dear Watson, and Typical Forever?)
4th week: pop culture guest issue (like our Steely Dan Bumper Issue)
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🚲 It’s a Cute Cat Riding a Bicycle, I Don’t Know What To Tell You
Awwww. Look at them go!
⛸ The Galactic Olympians
This is from the notebook I kept during the pandemic and at one point I was watching a lot of old Olympic ice skating footage, because it makes me happy. Look at the boys! I call them aliens here because I started using brightly coloured pencils and then I started to wonder, “what if they were aliens? what if we had the galactic olympics?”
🎙 REM Sleep
So this is an old old song! I wrote this back in 2014 when I was working in a big restaurant in Toronto, and woke up one morning after having a dream where I kissed the chef. And I was like, “huh?”
Anyway this song is about having a dream about someone and then waking up wondering if you have a subconscious crush on them or just a brain that’s running out of interesting things for you to dream about.
🚂 Just Right
Recently I have been struggling to get to sleep because I have been bombing it when it comes to bed temperature. Some nights I am too cold! Then I get a hot water bottle and I am too hot!!! When will the madness end!
I just want to be the correct temperature, somewhere between cool and cosy. Here is my train of thought.
🌻 A Poem For You
I remember years ago one of my flatmates had started to grow sunflowers. I wrote a poem about it.
📝 WEEKLY QUESTION FREE-FOR-ALL
Do you also struggle with the Nightly Temperature Wars?
It’s the Galactic Olympics: what sport are you keen to watch?
Have you ever successfully grown sunflowers?
Weirdest dream romance you ever had?
Technically, could a cat ride a bicycle? Like a small one?
Also, some of my stuff was featured in
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Olivia 🌈✨🏔🎶
Just discovered you on Substack today - the beautiful weirdness of posts like this one make me feel more comfortable in showing my own weirdness. Also, your song Grace is so good! Just wanted to say thanks