Waiting to Get There. Usually on the A/C/E in Chelsea, New York City.

I have aspirations to be one of those crafty bloggers who wakes up every morning with a plan to genetically engineer gingham into seasonally appropriate wallpaper or maybe learn how to use shrinky-dinks to create an on-trend evening bag. I like the idea of crafty blogs because they seem so innocent. Cute photos of dogs with tails entwined into heart shapes will drive this impression. But these sparkly creative types are not cherubs. They are a gang of internet masterminds.  You don’t get results by merely posting adorable photos of rhubarb growing in your garden. You have to be ready to wage war for search engine advantage. The back-end of any blog about creative green living is a dystopian desert world of pipes and steel. Where their black fuel is clicks on retargeted ads. Meanwhile, I do not harbor any illusions relative to my lack of effort in the SEO department. That doesn't stop me from documenting my crafting prowess. Personally, I felt quite artful and shrewd