Every introvert (even those who are technoverts) knows that moment when even internet communications get too loud, too strident and too grating on our nerves. When that happens I tend to deactivate accounts, take a step back and breath. So, if I disappear, it’s generally not a bug but a feature. I’ve been on the … Continue reading The Art of (Not) Disappearing
Dear Readers, Every now and then I like to offer this tiny writing/life tip to my students, my supervisees (MA, PhD etc) and on my socials. I believe I did write a post about this on a previous iteration of this website that crashed many years ago (and I lost a lot of posts!). Since … Continue reading One Sentence That Moves The Plot
“I hope you will go out and let stories, that is life, happen to you, and that you will work with these stories… water them with your blood and tears and your laughter till they bloom, till you yourself burst into bloom.”― Clarissa Pinkola Estés, Women Who Run With the Wolves In my decades of corresponding with … Continue reading “Now Is The Place Where The Crossroads Meet”
Rather cheeky of me to start this post with a line from one of my favourite poems by W.B. Yeats but it fits, and is what has been in my head all evening. Anyone who knows me in my decades of being online would know that every now and then I go “off grid”. I’ve … Continue reading “I Went Out To The Hazel Wood, Because A Fire Was In My Head”
For the past fifteen years, I’ve ended the year with a reread of Jacques Derrida’s Aporias. In 2010, I had borrowed the book from the University of Queensland’s Social Sciences and Humanities library which I haunted like the bookish postgraduate ghoul that I was, particularly the philosophy and Gothic aisle. It was a relatively thin … Continue reading In Contemplation of the Unknowable on New Year’s Eve