I’ve been thinking about writing this post for days now. Thinking. And procrastinating. When it comes to facing trauma and the aftereffects of trauma, sometimes I just don’t wanna do it. I’d rather play a mindless computer game and focus on the tiny villagers I can move on the screen than think about the past.... Continue Reading →
Musings on life in the new year.
Some thoughts on Russian Literature as I am inspired to dive into Gogol's Dead Souls.
Ever been ghosted? Here's some advice.
A quote from Ezra Pound
A church leader who will not ring the bells to get everyone to come and save a life does not have the right to gather us together for anything, and that includes praising God. From Anne Perry's A Christmas Vanishing [p.168] ★★★★ A heartwarming ending to one of Ms. Perry's last books. I knew the... Continue Reading →
The Bear View 