And in my illness,the love and affection of friends, letters, messages, words of comfortfor when I am cast adrift, she said. For Rosemary, which happened to be the same name as my mother and who also fiercely believed in writing, extinction was unimaginable, and there was no such thing as a final illness, so that…
Yesterday, sitting on the cliff tops about half way between Soar Mill Cove and Bolt Head, I had the intense awareness of the sheer joy that is life, the giftedness that is life. The air was clear, the sea a noble iron blue, the world accessible, distances condensed. Today I had the thought that the…
Arriving into the moment with its complex of agitated cross-currents. Just a moment, we might say, but does a moment possess duration? Isn’t it rather timeless, a toe dipped into eternity. Perhaps, just a moment, means: hang on, I just need to turn my mind around, to refocus, to readjust the complexity of ‘me’. Slicing…
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Different WORDSTALL Categories in the past supported the mainly experimental personal writing in posts. The previous list of Category headings was: Anti-gravity Surgery / Atelier / Catastrophe Games / Echo Effects / Exodus / Fundamental Perversions / Hitting the Potholes / Holy Fool-Hero / In Conversation / Old Men Traveling / On the Street / Out in the Wilderness / Over and Beyond / Tonite at the Coliseum. Some of these still persist or recur as Tag key-words.
The even earlier Category headings for the walkingtalkingwriting blog (2006-2012) have been forgotten, but can be explored if desired via the long tail of monthly posts for those years here.