This morning, this oh so sunny morning, as I was running along the exercise track doing my daily constitutional, I met a friend. As we ran and chatted, (2 metres apart, tut not), we talked (well, kind of yelled), about the people who have rediscovered their bike. 'They are positively gleeful', my friend shouted. And… Continue reading On yer bike
Writers who are interested in adding to our joy quota are often viewed as naive, passé or just plain uninformed. Interestingly, such writing is now in demand to balance what isn't going right in our world. By my bedside sits a compendium of the inestimable P G Wodehouse (if you are unfamiliar then, gawd's sake,… Continue reading The power of joy
During these days of our 'new normal' when we are tempted to believe that so much has stopped or has been put on hold, it's perhaps useful to think of how this pause can offer new vision. Am thinking of the viewpoint of writers / thinkers such as man-of-letters, Georges Perec, who coined the phrase the infraordinary --… Continue reading The quotidian
Me: Advertising my own website makes me sound like a bit of a blaw. Colum: Writers are a bit of a blaw. Me: [stunned and shock-filled ellipsis in square brackets] Mmmm, we are aren't we? Oh well.
Time. Something that seems to come up in many conversations in these strange days -- a sharing of what we are doing individually or collectively with our reshaped hours. My hope is that while we wait for whatever was our previous normal to re-offer itself, we give our deepest being a chance to speak, to… Continue reading Time
Anne M Scriven 