Thursday, January 14, 2016

Powerful picture

 .......one of those mundane anchors of constancy by which we hang on to existence.

Sunday, November 22, 2015

Russian composer Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky

The intimate tango of sadness and radiance is ultimately what gives his music its timeless edge in penetrating the soul.

Listen to Tchaikovsky after reading this and absorb the depth and beauty of his music...let it go deep into your soul.

Go Set A Watchman

Historical events lose their edges, and even their shapes, as they get recalled, pulled out of the depths of time.

Our emotions over events past get colored - they become brighter or darker, shaded or clear.

Our memories play hide-and-seek, remember some things, forget others...some memories seem very different maybe even alien.

The way we view people and events from past stages in life is naturally totally different from how we view them in the present.

.....simply because we have changed over the years.


Read Harper Lee's 'Go Set A Watchman' keeping these in mind. And along the way re-read and revise the recorded History of the times.

It's a fantastic book...

Thursday, October 1, 2015

From 'An Unnecessary Woman' by Rabih Alameddine

Words, phrases and sentences to think about:


1. Alain Robbe-Grillet once wrote that the worst thing to happen to the novel was the arrival of psychology. ....he meant that now we all expect to understand the motivation behind each character's actions. Novels tend to lose their flavor because we are 'always supposed to infer causality.'

2. 'None of us knows how to deal with the aleatory nature of pain.'

3. 'If you think Madame Bovary commits adultery because she's trying to escape the banality of Pleistocene morals, then her betrayals are not yours.'

4. '...I do what makes me happy sometimes. I don't suffer from anhedonia after all.'

5. 'When you write about the past, you lie with each letter, with every grapheme, including the goddamn comma.'

Sunday, August 30, 2015

wish you well

by David Baldacci

I'm reading this book a second time. There is something haunting about it.

Today, I came across these fantastic words:

1. ........the distinct beauty of the language never overshadowed the blunt force of the story.

and

2. Excitement, nervousness, panic and hope competed for space on the small landscape of their faces.

Friday, August 28, 2015

Josef Pieper

....we have commodified our aliveness so much as to mistake making a living for having a life.


.....the strange tapestry of tenderness and wilderness of which the human soul is woven.

Monday, August 10, 2015

Charles Bukowski

on writing...

I didn’t pay a hell of a lot of attention to grammar, and when I write it is for the love of the word, the color, like tossing paint on a canvas, and using a lot of ear and having read a bit here and there, I generally come out ok, but technically I don’t know what’s happening, nor do I care.