Why does it thrill? But it does! Reading a fictional story set in the real world. Set in your real world. Somewhere you’ve actually been. So when the story took me to “The Mussel Pot”, a cafe in Havelock, New … Continue reading Stress in Paradise
The cup that cheers And floats my soul aloft. I love the taste! The bitterness! The froth! And just like life itself The pleasure’s soon forgot. Though just like life More morrows come along. More pain! More coffee! And more … Continue reading Cuppa Joe
If all the writers In the world Saved a tear for me, And all combined, Fermented them As Writer’s Tears – Whiskey, Would I be sad or happy? Would I be gay or glad? Would I just chug-a-lug it down, … Continue reading Writer’s Tears
John Le Carre has a peculiar talent. He portrays interrogation as our personal search for truth. It is of course simply trapping a liar in their own lies, but that’s not John’s way. He, or his protagonist, moves forward, step … Continue reading The relief of pain
Bewailing the want and curtailing the pain, I sat, all alone, in the cold driving rain. Surrounded by sorrow and frozen by fear, I looked for more cliches but none would appear. I saw, in the distance, the end of … Continue reading The poet
I can see that other people enjoyed this famous little book and took away a bounty of valuable understanding. Sadly, I did not! There were gems in Rainer Maria Rilke’s “Letters to a young poet” but despite these I still … Continue reading Why?
I have been reading again. I love reading but my life-pattern has been to read avidly for a couple of books then to let the literary field lie fallow and untended. Something has changed in the past year or so … Continue reading That fearful sorbet
At the End of the Day 