It was a pleasant week in upstate New York’s Catskill Mountains, just outside of Windham. We did some necessary work inside of the house. We are returning to England on Saturday, so we are now with my father, visiting him at his house in northeast Pennsylvania.
I figured it was a good time for another blog post.
Hello from the Catskill Mountains in upstate New York. We made it…
If you have had experiences such as my family has had (and yours may have had too), you learn that there are those times that nothing can be done by others to stop self-destruction.
It is no secret that this US president evokes wildly negative feelings in many. [Full disclosure: I did not vote for him.]
The past is in many ways increasingly alien and distant to our “norms” – assisted in that distancing by media and social media encouraging our “presentism”…
The poster you follow and admire today may not even be there tomorrow; he or she could just delete everything and disappear.
One suspects many of us are drawn to the caring and romance represented in the art of such photos…
People do die of broken hearts, the counselor added…
Dad: “You know how girls get pregnant, right?”
Much is being revealed now about the predatory sexual behaviors over the years of a famous and extraordinarily powerful film producer…
As a novelist, I believe words do matter greatly…
My cousin (my late novelist uncle’s son), his wife, and their three sons have lived for years in Newtown, Connecticut…
I got stuck briefly while writing yesterday and took a break. (I’m working on that short story, which it seems is now evolving into a short book.) Something made me pick up Distances…
Another weekend is upon us. The wider world out there is, as always, full of happenings none of us probably can have the slightest impact upon. However, here is information you may […]
I had another post in mind for this morning. But I feel this is more relevant for today. I wrote what follows on Instagram yesterday… A quiet English bank holiday Monday. It’s […]
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Edward: “I hope I may be quite honest with you that I will be quite pleased for the opportunity to become far better acquainted with Miss Sánchez once we reach Holland…”
Robert: “My friend who wrote that letter, he’s passed eighty now. When I was in Paris fifty years ago, where I met him, he loved her dearly. And, oh, Nancy, how she loved him…”
Béatrice: “We will all of us have a drink to everyone we remember and love.”
Bill: “Fiction comes from fact, and lots of fact makes great fiction when you re-write it as fiction.”
Valérie: “Because you are born on a farm, this does not make you a horse!”
Isabelle: “I’ll set the table… This is better than a restaurant. Oh, and by when I leave… I expect you will have told me all about General de Gaulle also.”
