Is there a danger to weaving words to accompany half-formed thoughts? Is there potential for something to slip through the holes in the net where the edges don’t meet, and the words soldier on regardless, trying to crochet their way valiantly around the nothingness? Everything is something (maybe) but time is money and money is…
This week I almost gave up. I wanted to stop writing for ever, to abandon this place and leave it to rot – a soon-forgotten archive of pieces by someone who used to write a little, once upon a time. I wanted to unplug my heart and distance myself from the World Between the Wires.…
I think, sometimes, when you’re in love with language, and have had a long and passionate affair with it, it has the propensity to turn around and bite you in the ass when you least expect it – often when it’s used by someone else in a manner which is somewhat unwieldy. [Before we continue…
The Challenge: Issued to me by my lovely Beth, who got the idea from Jennie, who got it from elsewhere in the universe of Probably Rather Good Ideas – to write my own HeartRoom. I was assured (when I protested, and told her that no-one would want to go there, if they could see the…
— 1 — The most unexpected part of being a grown-up is…how very young I still feel.Not youthful – that’s something different and rather wonderful, which I do still enjoy feeling on a regular basis.But young. Clueless. Inept. Out of my depth. Still unprepared (pitifully, since I’ve had 12 years of this ‘being a grown-up’ stuff)…
“Sometimes our light goes out but is blown into flame by another human being. Each of us owes deepest thanks to those who have rekindled this light.” – Albert Schweitzer “Keep your eyes open to your mercies. The man who forgets to be thankful has fallen asleep in life.” – Robert Louis Stevenson “Thankfulness is…
I wouldn’t categorise myself as an academic (though a small, snobbish part of me aspires to be one), nor would I say I am a particularly literary person; by the measure of any ‘Top 100 Books to Read Before You Die’ I am not well read (26/100 of a list compiled by the BBC). I…
Today has been just fine – to the point where there’s actually nothing at all interesting to write here. In the opposite way to hospital patients (who all want the doctors to find them distinctly uninteresting, commonplace and easily-treatable) bloggers (I suppose) are always on the lookout for a story – something with which to…
Two Two drinks for one And the other one over the eight Two hurting souls who for too long told their pain to wait “Not now, not now It’s not the time” And so pain festered, bubbling like young wine Which, mixed with old wine Fostered quite an energy Turned toward the Other; God; Self…
— 1 — I blog because…Well, mostly because I want to, but the process has altered in its justification as time has gone by. It began as a bit of an academic exercise to try to brush up my ‘writing for an audience’ skillz with a view to getting into publishing at some point in…
