Category «non-fiction»

the dust that i am

I’ve come to realize over the years that my existence is like a tiny atom/molecule/single celled creature under a microscope; a tiny speck of dust on some distant planet in some distant galaxy, in a possibly distant universe ensconced within another atom filled with universes. And that atom that houses many universes is a single …

guest interview: robert van dusen

II’ve decided to allow for a few guest interviews and blog posts from authors interested in a blog tour. Up first is Robert van Dusen, author of several books. Thank you Robert for sharing a bit of who you are with my followers. • Tell me a little bit about who you are as an …

goodbye tv

Nearly ten years ago I put my television in the trash. Since that day my life has been an endless string of adventures, enlightenment, awakening, learning and growing. I’ve learned to spend more time living, as opposed to imagining life vicariously through characters on a screen. I began to read more and interact more with …

memory #867

Memories never come in any particular order. So I’ll number mine randomly, in the spirit of the randomness of memory. I was no more than 12 years old. A friend had just come up from Jamaica and had never seen snow before. The first snow fall of that winter, we both ran outside barefoot. We …

the night sky

The night is beautiful here. The moon seems to be full and only a few sparse clouds speckle the sky. If not tonight, tomorrow night, go outside and look up at the night sky. Let the many millions of stars slowly come into view. Notice how the longer you stand outside in complete darkness, the …

book snob

Hands down, I would say I’m snobbish about books. I rarely loan my books to others. When I do, I must be sure, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that the person will in fact read it. Otherwise, they are welcome to buy their own book and read it at their leisure. But I expect …

the bookish thing

Ah, the literary-minded witch. From one witch to another, hands down, I would choose to become an obscure novelist whose work will be admired and studied by a select few for decades. I want longevity as a writer. When I see authors such as Mary Shelley still being read and studied, it makes me smile. …

looking back in time

I was 15 years old when I took my Junior High School graduation photo. My graduation gown felt frumpy and too large for my frame. I smiled a big smile in that photo and later looked at the proofs wondering why I smiled so big. My fangs were showing bold and unbeautiful. My baby teeth …

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