Red Cedar
More apocalypse, less angst
Category: Me
Getting out
I just lost a post due to computer virus… so instead i give you the list it was based on. Make of this what you will.
Not writing.
I tell myself all the time that I don’t have time to write. That I don’t have space. That I don’t have enough unbroken minutes and silences to sit down and really work. Which is somewhat true. But what’s also true is that I… Continue Reading “Not writing.”
Who’s afraid of the brave new world?
I am supposed to be writing about Brave New World this week, but each time I sit down to do so, I am put off by the task. Perhaps because I’ve read it too many times? Because what I would say here, I’ve already… Continue Reading “Who’s afraid of the brave new world?”
Fragments.
I have been quite busy in the last couple of weeks, the happenings of which have encroached into my brainspace in a way that has made it difficult to separate and write anything of length. Not reading reflections nor secret poems, not essay starts… Continue Reading “Fragments.”
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