“For it is one thing to see the land of peace from a wooded ridge . . . and another to tread the road that leads to it.”
Keep Reading ... →Last night I came across some words on a post-it note. After staring at them for a time, wondering why they were written there, where they had come from, I remembered it was the message in some little newspaper where the reader had to rearrange the words or some such
Keep Reading ... →If you’re like me, you often have somewhere in the back of your mind (and often in the front) the desire to grow, to be a better person, to improve upon the person you once were and become the person you want to be. Over the years, you can look
Keep Reading ... →The question my post title asks isn’t much of a question anymore. I’ve signed up for Halifax’s Pitch the Publisher at The Word on the Street . . . and I’m scared. Basically how this works is that each ‘pitcher’ pitches in front of a panel of three publishers and an audience (I wasn’t
Keep Reading ... →I sat down to write today and felt like I had nothing but that I needed to write anyway, not just to try to meet a quota but because although I had a very positive and productive day I also had a very busy and draining day. I read a
Keep Reading ... →I watched a movie last night, East of Eden, that largely dealt with the idea of people being either good or bad. I’m sure it was partly the time period but it struck me as amusing, childish, and sad that the characters seemed to have such black and white ideas of goodness
Keep Reading ... →I read a quote by Deepak Chopra today of wisdom he had heard from Nelson Mandela: “Having resentment against someone is like drinking poison and thinking it will kill your enemy.” A truthful thought, a seemingly obvious thought, one I’ve heard in many ways many times before, but one I so often
Keep Reading ... →A couple nights ago, following a lovely dinner out to celebrate the return of my fella after three months of long distance we decided to finish off the romantic evening by settling in, cozying up, and watching The Exorcist. I’ve never been that good with scary/horror movies. Psychological thrillers are usually
Keep Reading ... →I’ve just returned home from my fifth and final trip to New Brunswick this summer (well, since the last week in May). I feel fortunate to have been able to spend so much time with my family – my niece in particular as her being in NB was a large
Keep Reading ... →I’ve often wondered why, in our society, controversial so often means ‘good’. You see it in visual art . . . now call me snobby, or call me uneducated, or call me whatever you want, but from my perspective a lot of modern art is ‘art’ because it has, in
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