Posts Tagged ‘vespers’

Welcome to the New Secret Vespers

Saturday, December 15th, 2007

The Secret Vespers website has undergone an overhaul. This new format is based on WordPress. It allows comments, RSS, a calendar archive, and other useful features.

As always, thanks for reading!

Installments about my Friends

Sunday, March 9th, 2008

I am doing a series of posts based on a question I asked my friends, “what object represents you?” I hope they will still want to be my friends after I have shared the results with you, Internet! The first one goes live March 10.

The “Not my problem!” Boy

Monday, April 21st, 2008

There are new stickers for sale at the Secret Vespers shop. They feature the “Not my problem!” boy, a dancing cartoon character who is just so happy that this is not his problem. He first appeared in the Business Seminar in a Pink Forest (the slides are available for free at the shop), and I would not be surprised to wake up and find him stuck to the garbage chute of my building.

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Secret Vespers on Facebook

Friday, June 20th, 2008

There’s a Facebook Page for Secret Vespers. So if you use Facebook, you can voice your support and make Secret Vespers a huge sensation—with tens, even dozens, of fans. If you have ever wondered what the faces of the other readers look like, now you will know!

You will find the same images you find here, plus there is a discussion section. Right now we are deciding which installments to use in a small print run this autumn. It looks like there is a video section, too. Someday we will have to put something there.

Lovesick? Lovelorn?

Sunday, August 17th, 2008

There is a new section at Secret Vespers, called Lovesick. It is devoted to the passionate moments and affairs you are doomed to lose forever, to the desires you can barely name. It is devoted to the crushing realization that there is nothing you can fix, that there is no way to get that feeling back, that there is a world of dreams never to come true. And that they are all beautiful.

Lovesick is a series of confessions to the Internet. Each one is posted live. Each one attempts to capture the loss or impossible fantasy of a lovesick, sleep-deprived character.