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Zen and the art of tightropewalking · 2d ago

Has the way we read changed ~ comparing the literary past with the present

Has the way we read changed ~ comparing the literary past with the present Over my life, I have been an intermittently voracious reader. Sometimes I will seem to wake like a bear after winter and devour book after book in rapid succession. Other times, like a well fed python, I won’t read for months
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Zen and the art of tightropewalking · 6d ago

The Geriatric Teenager

The geriatric teenager    I never felt the need to rebel When I was a teenager;  I was too busy planning my escape. Tunnels take a lot of work, you know. But now I’m touching middle age  I feel like misbehaving.  I’d like to do all those things  I never thought to do  At the [...]
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Zen and the art of tightropewalking · 1W ago

The Buddha in the Basement ~ a dream

The Buddha in the Basement ~ a dream A few weeks ago, I woke with a bad migraine. It was so bad I had to phone in sick, but something came out of a day spent in bed, dosed with migraine medication and tea brought to me by my lovely daughter each time I feebly [...]
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Zen and the art of tightropewalking · 1W ago

Sunshine through the clouds ~ a respite from darkness

Sunshine through the clouds ~ a respite from darkness It’s been grim, this last year. Things have happened that have upset me vastly. Today marks the year’s mind of the death of something special, something I have mourned and truly grieved over as much as if a person dear to me died. The reality is
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Zen and the art of tightropewalking · 2W ago

Is Light hurt by Darkness? ~ searching for meaning in life

Is Light hurt by Darkness? ~ searching for meaning in life I’ve been haunted lately by images and semi-visions of shadows, dreams of living darkness that consumes everything in its path. I had a vivid nightmare some weeks back where patches of shadow were sentient and hungry, and swallowed up both l
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Zen and the art of tightropewalking · 2W ago

Balancing peripheral characters with main characters ~ or how to stop Sideshow Bob murdering Bart Simpson.

Balancing peripheral characters with main characters ~ or how to stop Sideshow Bob murdering Bart Simpson.     One of the few novels I never actually finished was Tolstoy’s War and Peace. I was set it over Easter in my final year at university, as a part of my course entitled, “The Art of the [...]
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Zen and the art of tightropewalking · 3W ago

Fuel from the unconscious ~ why dreaming is vital to me as a writer

Fuel from the unconscious ~ why dreaming is vital to me as a writer One of the other less obvious effects of insomnia for me is the absence of dreams. I simply don’t seem to dream “properly” when I am suffering with sleep problems. Some people never remember their dreams but I’ve trained myself to [
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Zen and the art of tightropewalking · 3W ago

Hey Babe, take a walk on the wild side ~ with Walker by Jane Alexander

Hey babe, take a walk on the wild side ~ with Walker by Jane Alexander Over Christmas I downloaded a book I was not sure I would like. When I was a kid, the genre YOUNG ADULT barely existed, if at all, and I’d have run screaming from it, as the condescending marketing ploy from [...]
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Zen and the art of tightropewalking · 4W ago

“I know you can fight. But can you stand, lads? Can you stand?” ~ a bit of Sharpe wisdom

“I know you can fight. But can you stand, lads? Can you stand?” ~ a bit of  Sharpe wisdom When it comes to films, or TV, I’d generally far rather watch war than romance. I read most of the Bernard Cornwall Sharpe books and have seen all the films. It’s not that I’m into war, [...]
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Zen and the art of tightropewalking · 1M ago

Devas, fairies, and the unseen worlds ~ why there are more things than we ever dream of

Devas, fairies, and the unseen worlds ~ why there are more things than we ever dream of I’m a mass of contradictions, me. Like Lewis Caroll, I can believe ten impossible things before breakfast and not think it strange, and yet, some things I simply cannot accept. Of all the disciples of Jesus I mos
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