I saw something somewhere, pretty recently I think, about how COVID-19 has changed and will continue to change our lives a lot, and that all the things people have lost are making them grieve. (My thesis supervisor, if she ever reads this, will die 17 times in succession and then come back from the dead…
Tag: Edith Pargeter
2015: Year of the Woolf
It’s been a satisfying and frustrating year; one of highs and lows, hope and something approaching despair (never actual despair; there would be no talking about full and ripe despair); productivity and slackness; the joyful and the maudlin…. Where am I going here? Straight to Dickens, it seems: 2015 really has encompassed the best and worst of…
And the silly good times, too
Having been accused of having a “lyrical” writing style because of my last post (about the glorious dearth of big-city noise pollution on Prince Edward Island), I thought I should also make it clear that, as my husband informed me last night: I can be funny, when I put my mind to it. That’s what he said: “You…
Jam and Idleness 
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