My apologies for the radio silence lately. There have been many things I’ve thought to write about over the last week or two, but it’s all frankly been so despairing … Continue reading Fear and hope.
Tag: literature
Book shots.
Sometimes I go a few weeks or even a couple months without reading. At other times, I devour a book trilogy in two days, and it makes me want to … Continue reading Book shots.
25 years of Fellowship.
In honor of the film series’ 25th anniversary, they (who exactly “they” are, I have no idea) are releasing the extended editions of the Lord of the Rings films back … Continue reading 25 years of Fellowship.
There is always hope.
My therapist told me today that in the seven-plus years she’s worked with me, she’s watched me learn how to have hope again, how to trust in the safety of … Continue reading There is always hope.
Profundity.
Ever hear the phrase, those who can’t do, teach? I’m chuckling to think of it because in this particular instance, I both do and teach. But I’m not sure if … Continue reading Profundity.
Good.
FRODO: I can’t do this, Sam. SAM: I know. It’s all wrong. By rights we shouldn’t even be here. But we are. It’s like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. … Continue reading Good.
The Frog Prince…with a twist.
(I know, I just posted recently about frogs already; I assure you, the proximity of these posts is purely coincidental.) “Mom, I see a frog up there!” my daughter cried … Continue reading The Frog Prince…with a twist.
White whales.
I’ve written before about how reading was my first and preferred escape from the prolonged trauma of my life for over twenty years, particularly through my teenager-hood. I was given … Continue reading White whales.
Rip Van Winkle.
“Pinch me, pinch me, cause I’m still asleep. Please God tell me that I’m still asleep…” —Pinch Me by Barenaked Ladies I’ve joked from time to time, when feeling especially … Continue reading Rip Van Winkle.
Journeys in the Dark 