Ugh. A New Year, and I’m late to writing about it. Everything I’ve read by other people has been better than what I’ve got to say. I’m running out of ideas for this stupid blog.
I’m fifty posts in now. I remember distinctly what it felt like to set up this website and start writing. What made me finally do it?
A library doesn’t claim to change the world, but it may just change us.
“Perhaps the secret of living well is not in having all the answers, but in pursuing unanswerable questions in good company.” - Rachel Naomi Remen
With Hanya Yanagihara’s A Little Life, I needed some space between takes. I picked it up by chance in the library in 2017, and I only read half of the blurb before I knew I wanted to give it a go.
There is a shift that must take place in between when we realise that we’ve got something of value to share with another, and when we have the confidence to act on it.
Who needs to hear what you’ve got to say?
When you’ve got a few minutes unaccounted for: when you’re walking to the bathroom, when you’re waiting for something or someone, when you’re heating up your lunch, what do you do?