Kathryn Kuitenbrouwer

Mostly nothing is important. But yesterday there were swallowtail caterpillars eating up all the parsley and now I know that parsley is important.

26.08.2025 00:39 — 👍 1    🔁 0    💬 0    📌 0

Last night, I’ve just remembered, I dreamed I was invited at the last minute to a class that was reading my first book, a story collection, and one by one students came to the mic to expound their love for it and me, shaking my head, this can’t be true. It was a huge class, endless. My heart.

14.01.2024 03:25 — 👍 5    🔁 0    💬 1    📌 0

I wrote an essay on language and forgetting and grief for a Lacanian issue of English Studies in Canada. It’s an homage to my late friend and mentor, the critical theorist, Mari Ruti. 💔

14.12.2023 02:55 — 👍 3    🔁 0    💬 0    📌 0

On a long walk today, involving the exercising of dogs, some elicit rolling (the dogs not me), distant swans on lake Consecon, mist, and a lovely trudgy amount of snow, I had an epiphany concerning how to structure this new novel. #writer #writing #novel #lovestory

09.12.2023 02:16 — 👍 1    🔁 0    💬 0    📌 0

What beautiful noise might #jeremydutcher and #jonbatiste make together, I wonder.

08.12.2023 02:29 — 👍 1    🔁 0    💬 0    📌 0

Local birds discover new feeder: chickadees, juncos, doves, nuthatches, finches, song sparrows. I am lollygagging and hoping for actual #blueskies

07.12.2023 18:15 — 👍 0    🔁 0    💬 0    📌 0

This feels like a brand new notebook I’m about to fuck up. #writer

29.11.2023 03:10 — 👍 9    🔁 0    💬 0    📌 0