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The Tortoise And The Hare

No doubt like many writers I find there are days when I can effortlessly write several thousand words, and others when I struggle to write anything of note. 385 more words



On my right, a zoo zoo holding a bat with its mouth open looks on, a mug sits next to it, cold and white and as useless now as the teabag inside it. 748 more words

10 Books that stayed with me

My dislike for Facebook is at times mitigated by the posts from some of my favorite people. While I will avoid vacation and children photos like the plague – what is it with wanting to showcase an unrealistic and totally skewed (better) version of our lives? 901 more words

Things We Love

An Inquisitive Butterfly

“Did I ever mention that her bare arm bore the eight of vaccination? That I loved her hopelessly? That she was only fourteen? An inquisitive butterfly passed, dipping, between us.” 176 more words


Simple Loathings, Intense Pleasures

My loathings are simple: stupidity, oppression, crime, cruelty, soft music
My pleasures are the most intense known to man: writing and butterfly hunting.

Vladimir Nabokov… 10 more words


Looking up to her window

In looking for images for the book cover for The Woman in the Window, I stumbled upon something both surprising and depressing at the same time. 392 more words

Sunday reading for you: A thunderous stet!

When I used to read literary fiction, Vladimir Nabokov was up there in my pantheon. Martin Amis said it best of Nabokov:

The variety, force and richness of Nabokov’s perceptions have not even the palest rival in modern fiction.

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