https://helenevaillant.com/2019/02/26/10678/ A journey's end is nigh, but ever beyond the reach of mere life. "I come, Pythonissa," Barosa called, "lay out the bridge for me." Picture Challenge 26/02/2019 by helenevaillant.com If the bridge did not draw for him, he'd wait. The Moon Mother watched for Pythonissa. He would be easy to see if they but … Continue reading I See, You See, Not the Same
Sometimes, people do silly things. Okay, so that silly person is me. I decided to 'fix' the books page, do a page for each book and put it on the drop-down menu. The first couple of minutes almost ripped my hair out without hands. What the hell is going on? There were all these funny … Continue reading Sunday’s Splatter
Each day on the way home from school, Carlie stopped at the bakery. She waited at the end of the shop where all the dust accumulated until the baker called her forward. He wouldn't let her come too close to the loaves and buns and glass-fronted cabinets until every customer was out of sight. Only … Continue reading The Price
The next stage of the current WIP has all my attention, so I'll point you in this direction (click on the pic to go to the Amazon preview): The Old Woman & The Mad Horse ... A Thriller, Espionage, Rural Australia, Light Romance Reviews It was supposed to be a quiet place for a … Continue reading Blatant
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In his Paradoxes in Probability Theory and Mathematical Statistics (1986), Gábor J. Székely shared a paradox learned from his professor, Alfréd Rényi:
Since I started to deal with information theory I have often meditated upon the conciseness of poems; how can a single line of verse contain far more ‘information’ than a highly concise telegram of the same length. The surprising richness of meaning of literary works seems to be in contradiction with the laws of information theory. The key to this paradox is, I think, the notion of ‘resonance.’ The writer does not merely give us information, but also plays on the strings of the language with such virtuosity, that our mind, and even the subconscious self resonate. A poet can recall chains of ideas, emotions and memories with a well-turned word. In this sense, writing is magic.
The paradox described above is also known as the…
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It’s your thing, dude, he says, and it really is – a lesson for us all, I think! Enjoy!
The lovely Mel Finch of Crushed Caramel has kindly nominated me for a 3.2.1 Quote Challenge! Originally created by Rory over at A Guy Called Bloke, today’s particular topic is ‘creativity’. Mel is a wonderful blogger who shares such heartfelt life experiences for readers to appreciate. Thanks Mel for considering me, and for getting me thinking about such a fascinating topic!
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• Post 2 quotes for the dedicated Topic of the Day.
• Select 3 other bloggers to take part in ‘3.2.1 Quote Me!’
Note: Although this is the topic for today there’s no specific deadline to it, meaning you can answer whenever you choose.
This was one of my favourite inspirational quotes when putting my thoughts onto paper: believing that the stories I thought of were truly worth writing because I had real genuine faith that they would work. I could have thrown in…
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The question raised by #FPQ “Do you believe that anyone can really experience anything objectively? Why or why not?” The first reaction was almost shock. Objective? Humans? Not influenced by personal feelings? Not only is that unlikely, I think it's impossible. Why do I feel that? First, how do we learn? Is it through the force-feeding … Continue reading Discourse
Why worry about whether this will happen or that will happen, or what if, or why ... if an opportunity arises to do something, why not just do it? Opportunities are few and dwindling. Especially with age and the consequences of choices made while indulging in the belief of never-ending youth. Who, me? No, I'm … Continue reading Do, or Do Not
I have a friend - sad, I know, only one - and that friend asked: Why do you write, why continue to write when it all seems so futile? The question took some time to mull over, and I had to toss a few glib answers out the window (defenestration at work - and yes, … Continue reading And What Then?
Boof (aka Thom Thumper, Boss and Barbarian of all He Surveyed) Anniversary ... 15 years