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From On the Free Choice of the Will

Having finished with the first round of stories for the Advanced Fiction workshop, I am going to be out of character and not moan about how bad ideas taken to their logical conclusions in real life, rather than merely in … Continue reading

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Just-beginning thoughts from a conversation

                   I have been wondering, because of a mix of modern light reading with Edward Gibbon from two hundred years ago: I wonder if the modern taste for patterns of varying grays, … Continue reading

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Gaudete, Gaudete, Christus est natus!

(Ex Maria virgine: gaudete!) Merry Christmas again! I’m listening to music for the first time since last Monday, and it’s making me remember how much I miss orchestra. And I’m not even a musician! How will I bear leaving for … Continue reading

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“Many things certainly do I muse upon in this earthly tabernacle.”

The exams are done, and now the only thing left is to wait for grades. It’s finally starting to snow here, too. School starts up again on the 8th of January. My sister’s taking a class, which I’ll be in … Continue reading

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Guest post from War of Loyalties’ authour

War of Loyalties, the World War One historical novel I’ve mentioned here before (I was trying to concentrate on one thing long enough to figure out what I was saying about it, and my sister, who’s beside me, suggested “written”, … Continue reading

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November wrap-up post — with snippets

Reading: Bits of Hegel and Marx and Ibn Khaldun and Nietzsche and such, for Historiography (We’re almost done and I shall be sad — how is next week the last week of classes already?) The Song of Roland, for the … Continue reading

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“This Saracen’s a heretic, I think.”

I read the Song of Roland recently, and of course I liked it, so this post will mostly be some of my favourite lines. Roland and Olivier are good friends, the brotherly kind of friends who get ignored so much … Continue reading

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