some folk music from Grim

Hello all. If you do not know, one of my very best friends (known 'round these parts as the Grim Writer) has a wonderful blog where she talks all things writing, folk music, life, death, and the intersection of the four. If you haven't checked it out, you should do so. She's always recommending folk… Continue reading some folk music from Grim

pythia’s leaves

The field was green as EdenThen it withered into brownIn the middle of my grievingThey came and cut it downAnd I was sure that it was all my faultThe day they mowed the garden to the ground What was good, good, goodIs gone, gone, goneAnd there's a little boy who's lost out in the woodsAlways… Continue reading pythia’s leaves

recently: reviews

As You Like It: Hilarious but I'm not sure what the point is; everyone did end up married to the right person, though, so I guess we've got something positive going on. I still wouldn't recommend pretending to be a guy and getting your crush to flirt with you while you're pretending. (Or writing poetry… Continue reading recently: reviews

an aesthetic autumnal atmosphere

I've been doing some wandering around my college town lately. It looks, and smells, like fall. The air is crisp, the sky is bright, and as I walk along the neighborhood streets listening to The Hobbit or singing hymns with friends, I take courage. The world is so full of a number of things /… Continue reading an aesthetic autumnal atmosphere

adventures in small town college living

school. reading copious paragraphs of Cicero every day; every day it becomes a little easier failing to properly memorize Greek verbs ("oh, doesn't that mean kill?" "no, actually just go") arguing about Hamlet on the quad with friends leading a discussion -- enjoying myself despite my lack of preparedness "virtus does NOT mean strength" (as… Continue reading adventures in small town college living

albums at last !!

Friends, it's been eight months and I don't know whether to apologize or just to shrug and say, "Well, you get what you signed up for" (which with me is always a grand delay followed by apologies aplenty). Y'know what, if I don't apologize, then you'll get what you didn't expect: a grand delay and… Continue reading albums at last !!

summer’s end

https://open.spotify.com/track/2lVPHHSn8elKFEf1d6evFG?si=f69fa21fc2524bb1 Yesterday I drove away from my assembly line job for the last time, and I realized that I was going to miss it. I won't miss getting up at 4 am. I won't miss the strong language, the crude jokes. I won't miss the exhaustion, counting the hours on the clock, running out of… Continue reading summer’s end

go back, go back to the ancient paths

I was young a year agoWhen last among these cedar treesI walked the white and lonely paths.Today, the bright blue Huron breezeSings to me a sharp “although” —Though you were young a year agoThese paths find you yet young. A year ago on ancient rocksI stood and cursed, by bitter fearEnraged against the will of… Continue reading go back, go back to the ancient paths

flotsam & jetsam | July 2022

I haven't written this sort of post for a long time, but I miss them. So here is a little collection of random thoughts. I finished rereading the Narnia books recently. Then I tried to rank them. It's very difficult but my list would probably look something like this: The Horse and His BoyThe Silver… Continue reading flotsam & jetsam | July 2022

the mid-year book freak-out tag :)

Well met, travelers, and welcome to the woods, where your [aspirationally] gracious hostess is nearly always absent and there is no uniformity of theme or style to her posts. How have you all been? Last time, I posted a long ramble about death and academia. Today I'm here to tell you about the books I've… Continue reading the mid-year book freak-out tag 🙂