It’s the flash and glare, the speckle, the flare of colour refracted through the camera lens that simultaneously blinds and binds me. The haze of a dawn, with the sky shot through; the shadow and the shade, the soft movement of time tapped out across a blank wall. I watch and wait for it to […]Read more "Stacks that Shine (or, Illuminating Literature)"
The world is quiet here, in this wee corner of the internet, but not because I’ve stopped writing. Sometimes a blog feels like shouting into the void, especially because platforms such as wordpress or blogger don’t cultivate a sense of community as places like instagram or twitter do. So although I love my blog, I […]Read more "Recently"
A “socialist utopia masquerading as a bookstore” is how owner George Whitman used to describe Shakespeare and Company. Young travelers, aptly named Tumbleweeds can stay at the bookstore for free, in exchange for working at the store for a few hours a day. The only other requirements are that they read a book a day, […]Read more "Book Pilgrimage: Shakespeare and Co."