violet hill

I feeling a sudden, inexplicable urge to be anywhere but where I am currently. Denali, I love you deeply, but traveling is currently on the forefront of my mind. I don't know where, I don't know when, and I do not know why, but sometime soon I will be leaving Denali for parts unknown. I probably won't stray beyond the United States, if only because I've been too Europe far too many times whereas there are still a few states I have yet to visit.

And how are my dear friends the Cullens? Still dealing with the dog that wandered in from the pound?

Private to Denalis;

I'm happy to have the Cullens so close by and everything, but I'm hesitant to go by and visit them. For one thing, I'm not overly fond of newborns, especially not that newborn. And, for another thing, though Edward says she has her bloodlust surprisingly under control, I'd still rather just avoid her entirely.

I know I'll have to get used to her eventually since she's officially a Cullen now, but eventually doesn't mean right now. Right now, she's sort of standing in between me and my second family. Should I just wait until they come and visit us?

End Private;

The weather's been so nice out lately and there have been quite a few barbecues in the neighborhood. I've gone to a few of them, but I've had to skip out on a few as well. I hope they don't think me inconsistent or unfriendly for turning down their invitations.

Lester the first-timer did not miss me in the slightest. He also hasn't been practicing at all. The violin writhes in agony under his sticky little fingers, but I am nothing if not patient and I have time and energy enough to help him get better.

Aside from all that, I'm growing rather restless yet again.

Today was a good day.

Private to Denalis;

The man I'd been flirting with in my Auto class spent the entire time distracting me with questions about my long trip and my vague responses had him asking me to dinner to discuss it more. Apparently, class had been very boring for him without me. This hardly surprises me, but it does make me quite pleased. I'd been planning to set my sights on someone else now that I'm back, but he was very pleasant the last time we went out and he's sure to be twice as pleasant now. Absence makes the heart grow fonder, after all.

End Private;

Private to Cullens;

Do let me know if you all decide to come to Alaska after all. We have plenty of extra rooms all ready for you, but then we'd never skip an opportunity to visit with family. We haven't had a newborn around for a long time, though. Will she need anything special? A padlock on her door, perhaps? And we could stop bringing humans around?

End Private;

Tonight will be even better.

Denali, Denali, oh how I've missed you! The fresh air! The cool breeze! The fresh air! The vast expanse of things to do! The fresh air! My room! And did I mention the fresh air? We've only been back for two days and I'm still metaphorically kissing the floor.

Which isn't to say I didn't enjoy my stay in Forks, because I most assuredly did. Isabella Swan made a surprisingly beautiful bride and Edward... well, I've never seen him glow quite so much. And Alice did a spectacular job planning the wedding. It was all so beautiful, I wish I were attending another.

Private to Denalis;

Hint hint, Carmen and Eleazar. Isn't it about time the two of you got married again? Oh, stop looking like that, I'm only joking. We wouldn't want to take too much attention away from Edward and Bella.

End Private;

I hope the happy couple are enjoying their honeymoon. It makes me want to travel as well, but I think I'll stay homebound for awhile. I've got lessons and classes to make up.

Private to Irina and Katrina;

I've decided to make the flower arrangements myself because nothing at the florist seems quite appropriate. Irina, are there any particular flowers you want in the bouquet? And do you want a sort of... grave marker? Humans have them all over the place in the, ah, cemeteries. Let me know.

Oh, and did you find out from the wolves about the crime scene?

End Private;

I have finally finished unpacking. If it's going to take me this long, perhaps I should start putting everything back in the suitcase from now so I'm all packed up by the time we're ready to leave. Although, ironically, it never takes anywhere near as long to pack as it does to unpack, does it?

Forks is as dreary as I remember it to be, but I'm finding little ways to entertain myself. All the good fun is in Port Angeles. What is there to do in a town with one supermarket?

As always, whenever I am preparing to go somewhere new, I am in danger of over-packing. I emptied all the contents of my closet into my suitcase which, naturally, means it won't close and though I know I won't need half of the things I'm packing, isn't it better to be safe than sorry?

Besides, what if I spill something on myself and need to change? What if I run out of clothes? I may need a bigger suitcase.

Private to Denalis;

How many outfits are you packing? I know I can't, conceivably, take everything in my closet, but I have no idea what to pack and what not to pack. Help?

I also finished Bella's gift. What do you think? It's rather simple, but so is she and, besides, I've never made a necklace before.

End Private;

Private to Cullens;

Jane and Felix are going to be at the wedding, as well as the wolves, the humans, and us? This will really be an event to remember, won't it? Could you ask the wolves to stand downwind, at least?

End Private;

I am a woman of many talents, but in spite of, or perhaps because of, that I always find myself at a loss for what to try my hand at next. That's why I'm twice as glad that Irina and I are signing up for classes at the college.

They have classes like Ceramics and Papermaking and Chiaroscuro. Those plus Auto Mechanics, which, I've been promised, is fully of big, burly men getting all sweaty and greasy and just dying to help me identify the parts of the engine, will keep me content. Quite content indeed.

I finally got around to acquiring that futon. It's supremely perfect for meditation, though not quite as good for lounging around in as the bed. Ah, well. For every action, there is consequence and I can't and won't complain. Besides, the room looks much better with the futon. Perhaps I should take Interior Decoration as well or perhaps study Feng Shui?

I also composed a small piece on the violin last night. Nothing to brag about, really, just something soothing. Yesterday's student was a first-timer who was being punished for some transgression by being forced to take violin lessons and he drove me absolutely crazy. I therefore entitled the piece "A New-Found Appreciation of Silence: Ode to Lester."

Teehee. I'm horrid.

Private to Alice;

My sisters and I are drawing a blank when it comes to a wedding present for the human Bella. What would she like, Alice? Is she a lover of extravagant gifts or would she prefer something more simple? Jewelry? Clothes? Books?

End Private;

Private to Denali sisters;

I seem to have broken my bed frame into sixteen individual pieces. Is it even worth it to replace it? It's not as though I ever sleep in it and, besides, I've been meaning to get a futon instead anyway.

End Private;

Private to Bella;

It occurs to me that, though Edward Cullen is my intimate friend, it may have been a bit rude of me to essentially invite myself and my sisters to your wedding, especially when the two of us have never spoken. I truly hope you don't mind, Bella?

End Private;

I seem to have misplaced my pair of black heels with the studded straps. I intend to go out dancing tonight and they would go so well with the little dress I bought last Saturday, but I've looked all over and I just can't find them. I'm growing frustrated.

On the bright side, I put the finishing touches on a lovely picture of the sun setting over the lake this morning. We're running out of room on the walls to keep all my paintings, but I'm quite proud of this one.

Irina, if you look closely at the tree across the lake, I've painted you sitting under it. I felt it was the least I could do since the painting was your suggestion in the first place.

i don't want to be a soldier with the captain
of some sinking ship with snow down below
so if you love me why'd you let me go?
i took my love down to violet hill
there we sat in snow
all that time she was silent still

( so if you love me won't you let me know? )