The house was a no-go, no surprise.
So I return to Craigslist.
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From the daily archives:
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Yesterday I sat outside (in the shade) and read Go Ask Alice. I had heard of the book years back. I mean, didn’t almost everyone? It’s on that list — “Non-fiction or Fiction?” Right up there with A Million Little Pieces and J.T. Leroy. They’re still all worthwhile reads, in my humble opinion. So I read Go Ask Alice in a matter of hours (yes, I consume books like I consume spaghetti), and I was seriously struck by the dark nature of the story. I could hardly put a sentence together. It required a few sips of tequila, let me tell you. Conclusion? Do not read this book if you’re looking for something uplifting. However, Wikipedia says: The American Library Association listed Go Ask Alice as number 23 on its list of the 100 most frequently challenged books of the 1990s. The book was number 8 on the most challenged list in 2001 and up to number 6 in 2003. The dispute over the book’s authorship does not seem to have played any role in these censorship battles. So, it is rather historical. And if you’re a fan of Trainspotting, then you’ll probably like this too.
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In less than an hour I will go look at a house for rent. I have yet to actually do this in Santa Fe. When I first moved here, I was lucky enough to have a beautiful, modern studio waiting for me (more or less). And when I was ready to leave the cottage-in-the-woods, everything worked out seamlessly and Iwound up here, in a cozy cabin. Perhaps I sometimes feel it’s too cozy.
So, back to Craigslist I go, right?
The last time I ”house-hunted,” I was living in Berkeley, Calif., horribly depressed, completely without confidence and hardly capable of having a conversation without wanting to burst into tears. Let’s just say, it was a very inactive effort on my part, to find a new place to live. A friend of mine basically did all the hard work, and I benefited with hardwood floors, big windows and lot’s of space. Of course, the depression just got worse and eventually I decided that Oakland was not the place for me. I packed up my little Toyota Echo and drove to L.A., to home. I recuperated. I sat in my father’s house and watched television with my dog. I caught up with old friends. I felt like a teenager again, home for winter break.
Two months later, I packed up my Echo again and came out to Santa Fe (my mother lives here). It was the best decision I have ever made (that and going to Santiago, Chile).
So, today it begins. A search for a new house (possibly). I just want to see what’s out there, see if I can’t find something perfect and comfortable. Who knows, maybe it’ll be another good decision I will look back on.
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