Rocks and such
There are certain things that I really look forward to. For instance, Friday afternoons when I have an entire weekend ahead of me with nothing on the agenda but my own fun projects, the moment when cookies are just about ready to come out of the oven, the day that my seeds finally sprout….and, the day that my Orion Magazine comes in the mail.
I subscribe to a lot of magazines ranging from Organic Gardening to InStyle to the New Yorker, but Orion is my favorite by a long shot. The writing is thought provoking, sincere but not too earnest and I almost always find at least one article or essay in each issue that really touches me in some way.
This month’s essay by Anthony Doerr really struck me. It made me feel like a tiny but precious part of the universe. Perhaps it is because I have been in a rather philosophical mood of late, or perhaps it is simply because I, like Doerr, find inordinate pleasure in finding pretty rocks, but I think the world would be a better place if everyone read this essay.
Oh yes, Orion is a top notch zine, and Doerr’s essay was a perfect example of what they do best over there. In my own private alas alas forelorn moment, they’ve pleasantly rejected many an essay of mine. Likely because I don’t know how to construct my sentences with enough grace.
It is my firm belief that people do not use the word “alas” nearly enough, so thank you for that. I have never had the courage to submit to Orion. Maybe one day…