Between tonight's and last week's posts I bought a new notebook. As often happens, a flurry of writing followed this acquisition. Since you asked, I succumbed to the Moleskine black, 3.5 x 5.5” cahier squared notebook. This was after I walked down St. Paul Street to discover the stationary store had closed, forcing me to trudge over to the Barnes & Noble for a greeting card but reassuring me that at least I wouldn't end up spending more money on notebooks.

At any rate, I have been using my new, purse-sized graph paper companion to keep notes about this blog and my recent photography. With this heightened awareness I was actually surprised by how often these images cross my mind on a normal day. When I write my fleeting ideas down, my next fleeting idea can build upon what I recorded in my notebook instead of starting from scratch again.

I have been able to gather a healthy number of preliminary thoughts from my journal around how my writing will interact with the photos when I show them. I have also given thought to my context as a woman recording and making sacred the everyday workings of the home. What does this mean? Am I necessarily communicating with other women, or just documenting my own unique experience in a domestic space?

Interestingly, I also dusted off three very different books I happen to have in my personal library. All of these books came to me by complete chance: caught my eye in the bookstore, turned up at the book wagon when I volunteered at the local arts festival back home, and snatched from my great-grandmother's house, respectively.

• What Our Mothers Didn't Tell Us (2000)
  

• The Feminine Mystique (1963)

• Womanhood and Marriage (1922)
  

In addition to my own photographing and writing and considering subtle implications (see below), I think I'll give these a read (or re-read). Who knows, maybe I'll get some ideas. Maybe I'll seek out some other books tangentially related to my images. Feel free to throw some books my way in the comments.