Category Archives: Writing

“Yes,” said Pooh. “One of those. In case it isn’t.”

Rabbit gave him a hard look. “I don’t think you’re helping,” he said. My first story for the advanced fiction workshop was due this week, but the story about the plague was nowhere near being done (it’s been growing in … Continue reading

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January Wrap-up

Oh, look at me actually posting on a Tuesday again! Probably just because this is the kind of thing easy to write in advance. It is a busy day, though. Later I’m going to spend a couple of hours going … Continue reading

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I can read in pickle colour too.

Yesterday was over forty degrees and sunny, and now we’ve got snow blowing over everything and covering up the dirt, and it looks like midwinter again. I miss Of the North, but at the same time it needs so much work … 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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Not one iota of difference

I saw mundane detachable sleeves today! I was staring at them through the whole class. If that wasn’t random enough, have a lot of random wisdom culled from various classes these last few days. From the History of Philosophy: Metaphysics … Continue reading

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“The use of theological terms to which they attached no doctrinal significance”

A short story involving time-travel with the idea of changing history for the better (but better according to whom? exits with sinister chuckle) is in the works for the Advanced Fiction Workshop. I have to start early because once again an … 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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