There is a delightful flow to the book. It dances around the perspectives of the main protagonists to weave a rich tapestry of intrigue. The tension slowly builds throughout the book, just when you think you know what is going to happen, then narrative twists and the turns again, and again. It is a majestic piece of story telling, a wonderfully written and engaging story that will delight you.
A combination of time and thoughtfulness is slightly delaying the progress of season 2. I feel I need to be much more deliberate with what I write these days. Even though we don’t mean them to be, what we choose to share in such a forum is to an extent indelible to the reader. As... Continue Reading →
The Universe, so infinitely vast With seemingly limitless possibilities Encapsulated by the impossibility Of really understanding it at all Particles, atoms, molecules Matter, it all matters The tiniest of details matters Cosmic energy maintaining the great dance of existence And we, the humans, on our little planet, our corner of it all A... Continue Reading →
I was recently listening to an episode of the Liturists podcast (a post on podcasts will be coming soon) & the wife of one of the hosts was a guest on the episode, she was there to discuss her new book. The author; Lisa Gungor, the book; “The Most Beautiful Thing I’ve Seen”. After listening... Continue Reading →
There are some things that only experience can teach us Lessons only time can offer However the challenge, when taking advise from someone more experienced Is trying to discern if they have learned the things they were being taught Or if they simply allowed the lessons to pass them by
So there you are Thinking, worried About the "why" Maybe even the "how" And here I am With the “is”, only the "is" It “is” raining “Why” does not concern me I hold my foot past the porch A liquid crystal lands on my toe A solitary universe of hydrogen and oxygen It... Continue Reading →
Hey you, yeah you, remember that thing you were decent at? Ok you thought you weren’t, but you were, you should do that again. Said the little voice, to the not listening brain, over and over.
While I was snoozing My dot com I was losing I suppose that’s OK You see at the time I didn’t think I had anything left to say