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The Dancing Girl
I had to take a schwack of advil this morning to deal with some sinus pain and that has left me without much to say this afternoon – so instead I present to you my favourite ornament on the festive branch: The Dancing Girl.… Continue Reading “The Dancing Girl”
Mersault’s meaning.
I shook off my sweat, and the clinging veil of light. I knew I’d shattered the balance of the day, the spacious calm of this beach on which I had been happy. But I fired four shots more into the inert body, on which… Continue Reading “Mersault’s meaning.”
The Machiavel?
Not being a student of the stage, I only recently became acquainted with the concept of the “Machiavel” in Elizabethan theatre. This (according to the best defnition I’ve found) is “primarily a person who puts his own personal survival and power above any traditional… Continue Reading “The Machiavel?”
A little updating.
I have been home sick since about Sunday, give or take a couple small errands, and so I am updating my blog from bed this morning. Finishing off my coffee before I shuffle into the bath and then get on with whatever household chores… Continue Reading “A little updating.”
A few notes on Candide.
Since I believe I will be presenting on Candide for class (along with the Book of Job), I am going to confine myself here to some simple notes which will help trigger me when it comes to forming the presentation. Once I actually find… Continue Reading “A few notes on Candide.”
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