Monthly Archives: January 2011

Magic Where We Find It

I’ve written before about the need for mystery in our lives, the lure that magic holds for us, the desire for miracles.  In his brilliant book, HOGFATHER, Terry Pratchett writes:  Humans need fantasy to be human.  To be the place … Continue reading

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The Sanctity of Water

Blogfriend 47whitebuffalo (aka Eva) writes today about water and the ways in which we take it for granted.  Inspired by her, I thought I’d do the same. We’re lucky in this country.  Most of us have clean running water at … Continue reading

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Is It Just Me . . .

. . . or do children not celebrate winter anymore? It’s the oddest damn thing to walk or drive around town — an area that I KNOW has plenty of smaller kids — and hear no shouts, see no flung … Continue reading

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The More Things Change

This is winter as I remember it. When I was a kid growing up in Clifton Park, NY, winter began somewhere around mid-November (Thanksgiving at the latest).  It would have been cold for several weeks prior (often we had to … Continue reading

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Life As A Pariah

(Gonna rant here.  Consider yourself forewarned.) The book’s not even out yet and it’s already begun. The remarks.  The innuendo.  The exclusions. “You can’t be a real writer if you’re self-published.”  (Published or not, real writers WRITE.  It’s the name … Continue reading

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Simple Pleasures

Maybe it has something to do with being middle-aged.  (I’m 53 and, no, I did not have a melt-down when I turned 50.  Rather the contrary — I was jazzed as hell.)  I find that the older I get, the … Continue reading

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What Would You Do For Peace?

Is it really so hard to be kind? What is it that’s hardwired into we as a people (all humans, I mean, world-wide, not just us anal-retentive white Anglo-Saxon protestants) that makes it easier to frown than smile, to flip … Continue reading

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