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#WriterTip Yes, I've never done that before, but time moves in like a high tide and even I have to adapt or get pulled out with the undertow. No, that doesn't make sense. What does? Writers are observers. They do this by keeping the mouth shut and all other senses open. A friend read a … Continue reading Observable by Silence
The guava trees are in full bud. Not yet flowering, except for the one at the very top of the large bush on the high bank. Soon, though, and at the first sign of an open flower, we'll get our annual visitors. Birds, hundreds of birds, mostly Rainbow Lorikeets, but others come, too. Many, many … Continue reading The View from the Kitchen
A new story is beginning, an older one is brewing, but while the pot for the thriller is bubbling away on the back of the stove, would you like to meet Klio? She's the main character in the shorter, darker story. Her name is historical, from ages long gone, from futures as yet undreamed of; … Continue reading A Little Chat with Klio
The question is part of a Newsletter sent out by a poet whose words I read regularly. Who reads poetry? Why? How do they find it? What is it about the poetry that appeals? Poetry is a field of words I don't work in much. I read it. Some of it is inspired. I like … Continue reading Who Reads Poetry?
#FPQ: What do you believe, when it comes to people’s traits and personalities? Are they primarily formed and shaped by nature or by nurture, as defined above? What about your personality? Nature or nurture? The bathroom window takes up all of one wall. It's huge. Faces west. The afternoon sun makes the space as bright as an … Continue reading It’s in the Eyes