Monthly Archives: August 2011

looking back…

Posted on August 18, 2011 by

Yesterday was unexpectedly hard. To fact check my story, I had to go back to an old journal and read what I wrote the night of the stroke (a list of story ideas – priorities! – whilst wired and hallucinating … Continue reading →

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someday…

Posted on August 18, 2011 by

Short post, more visual than literal. Or um, literary. I’ve been writing about the stroke (oh yes: here comes 15 seconds of infamy – story to follow), it’s weird revisiting the experience so graphically and charting the arduous route to … Continue reading →

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for those too gentle…

Posted on August 17, 2011 by

I stumbled across a quote on Twitter which resonated deep in my scarlet core. From the anthology, There Are Men Too Gentle to Live Among Wolves by James Kavanaugh it reads: “I am one of the searchers. There are, I … Continue reading →

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(light) housekeeping…

Posted on August 15, 2011 by

I may have mentioned before that I’ve a bit of ‘thing’ for lighthouses. Last week I visited two: one’s on my proverbial doorstep in Kommetjie (with the added bonus of a little stone labyrinth) while the other’s further afield and … Continue reading →

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found wanting…

Posted on August 13, 2011 by

I’m sitting pretty in Stanford this morning, listening to a run of work-a-holic roosters who can’t quite give up on the morning wake up call (it’s almost lunchtime) and enjoying the quiet beauty of village life. It’s been a busy … Continue reading →

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for a song…

Posted on August 10, 2011 by

Yesterday’s post got me thinking about music and it’s mysterious message-in-a-bottle quality. Who hasn’t heard a song and immediately been teleported back in time to a place, person or specific event? As you might’ve deduced given how I keep harping … Continue reading →

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little earthquakes…

Posted on August 9, 2011 by

It’s been awhile since I wrote about music – I’ve been caught up and tumbling around in the throes of dissolution, melt down and inevitable breakup. You wouldn’t believe how much energy it saps – or how little one feels … Continue reading →

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the spiraling light…

Posted on August 7, 2011 by

I’ve woken to another beautiful, blue skies Scarborough day, my heart is peaceful and there’s this joyous appreciation of life and it’s strange twists and turns. I met someone on the beach yesterday: a man with four (!!) dogs and … Continue reading →

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by your own definition…

Posted on August 6, 2011 by

One of my saving graces in high school (yuk, yuk) was English. I had a fabulous teacher and still carry one particular poem we studied in my heart. Like Pink’s Raise Your Glass (albeit subtler, graceful and infinitely more dignified) … Continue reading →

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