Inspired by a line from Nabokov's memoir, Speak, Memory, I write about the highs and lows of living abroad.
Tag: poetry
Monday Morning Musings #11 It Starts with Scrabble
Fast forward two years and you forget your beloved dog in the paper shop. You are convinced your wife is missing. You come to hate being alone. As your handwriting wavers, your skill at Sudoku wanes until even the easy one is left unfinished, like your sentences.
Monday Morning Musings #5 – Finding the words to say what matters
I have three books on display on my office that I've received as gifts during the last year: The Poetry Pharmacy by William Sieghart The Novel Cure by Ella Berthoud and Susan Elderkin Art as Therapy by Alain de Botton and John Armstrong The therapeutic value of writing has been clear to me for many… Continue reading Monday Morning Musings #5 – Finding the words to say what matters
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