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We have a stylized rendition of my mind, Billy, born Fitzwilliam but he’s really just a Billy, then Elinor Dashwood, who has become The Horse, and me, in my own mental image: the straight woman, the comic foil, the clueless one.
A recovering recluse stumbles from her dark hole in pursuit of a brighter world (and a decent cup of tea)
adventures in a mainly literary obsession
Classic detective fiction and locked room mysteries
Struggling with impermanence and vagueness in a complex world
A short East Anglian with plenty to say
Nature, art, and everything.
Starting out from Brooklyn, an amateur naturalist explores our world. "The place to observe nature is where you are."—John Burroughs
Taxi talk without tips
Wanderings and rambles in the company of birds
Columbus, Ohio
Aging woman reads, steeps tea, feeds cats and is ridiculous.....
watching backyard birds . . .
A doomed presentist experiment
retired, taking long walks, reading good books -
Aging woman reads, steeps tea, feeds cats and is ridiculous.....
Aging woman reads, steeps tea, feeds cats and is ridiculous.....
Aging woman reads, steeps tea, feeds cats and is ridiculous.....
my love affair with Russian literature
Aging woman reads, steeps tea, feeds cats and is ridiculous.....
It deepens like a coastal shelf
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Too lazy to be a writer - Too egotistical to be quiet
Aging woman reads, steeps tea, feeds cats and is ridiculous.....
A blog containing random thoughts, bits of life, creations from my art room and tales of a cat named Orlando and a puppy named Siddy
Adventures with great novels around the world
A Literary Blog by Simon Lavery
Books, Movies, Art, Writing, and Cats
Books I read. Books I want to share with you.
Book reviews, poetry and all kinds of literary fun
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“There's no money in poetry, but there's no poetry in money, either.” ― Robert Graves
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the agony and ecstasy of a reading life
Books • Opera • Art • History
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"She had read novels while other people perused the Sunday papers" - Mary Elizabeth Braddon
Aging woman reads, steeps tea, feeds cats and is ridiculous.....
A recovering recluse stumbles from her dark hole in pursuit of a brighter world (and a decent cup of tea)
adventures in a mainly literary obsession
Classic detective fiction and locked room mysteries
Struggling with impermanence and vagueness in a complex world
A short East Anglian with plenty to say
Nature, art, and everything.
Starting out from Brooklyn, an amateur naturalist explores our world. "The place to observe nature is where you are."—John Burroughs
Taxi talk without tips
Wanderings and rambles in the company of birds
Columbus, Ohio
Aging woman reads, steeps tea, feeds cats and is ridiculous.....
watching backyard birds . . .
A doomed presentist experiment
retired, taking long walks, reading good books -
Aging woman reads, steeps tea, feeds cats and is ridiculous.....
Aging woman reads, steeps tea, feeds cats and is ridiculous.....
Aging woman reads, steeps tea, feeds cats and is ridiculous.....
my love affair with Russian literature
Aging woman reads, steeps tea, feeds cats and is ridiculous.....
