First words: If they don’t come to you, then you might have to go out and meet them
It's not procrastination, it's not science, it's something else entirely
It's not procrastination, it's not science, it's something else entirely
I felt like we needed some light relief this Wednesday - here's Lois, in a throwback from the archives :)
In which I enthusiastically share with you what I'm thinking, reading, watching, making (with a brief eulogy to a beautiful departed friend)
It was like an awful, angry, bittersweet gallery of memories and stories. Never any preamble. Just a ricochet of disembodied words, unanswerable questions and occasionally a shard of poetry.
In which I enthusiastically share with you what I'm thinking, reading, watching, making (with an invitation to kaituhi Māori)
Whaea Betz made us think about the things we inherited, and the things we didn’t. It’s difficult to pass on something you did not yourself receive.
You never love a new place the same way you loved the old place. You must learn to love differently.
Applications close in a week - should you apply?
When you're not sure if your kid is mocking you or encouraging you
When your lawyer forbids you from writing poetry, lol
All the drinking I have ever known is merely distraction from drowning.
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