WFTH September 2020: Thaw

I’ve been remiss in posting – generally, but also specifically – my Write From the Heart entries of late. I’m still working on a lot of other things too – I’m almost done with the third draft of my book, I’ve sent some poetry in to contests, and there’s a lot of ideas milling about…

The last normal day

I remember waking up four years ago, to my partner – who had been up all night – greeting me with: “Good morning president Trump”. I thought I was still dreaming. I wished I was still dreaming. I wasn’t dreaming. At the time I expected it to be one big bang. World War III. The…

Poem: Overture (for Write from the Heart, August 2020)

The smell of cowpats mixed with sun-warm grass and wildflowers,
Rough bark and silken butterfly wings, 
Muddy lake feet and pursed lemon lips, 
Bonfire crackle and the cracking of crab shell,
Crimson sun melting into indigo,
And the cricket sings.

 The velvet night holds secrets and promises,
Soft laughter and guitar strings,
The mysterious clink of glasses,
Skin touching skin,
The symbols…

Book review: Eleanor Oliphant is Completely Fine by Gail Honeyman

5/5 stars. After having finished the free sample portion of the Kindle edition I was still in doubt about this book. It seemed like exactly my kind of book, yet I hadn’t really connected with it at this point. I couldn’t quite get a beat on Eleanor. She was definitely socially inept in a sort…

Wanting more (the burnout pt 2)

As I am considering my life from this weird limbo status of being on burnout sick leave, it occurs to me that the main thing I want is more, out of life, out of myself. The longer I am away from my work, the more impossible it seems to go back.* But how do I…

Push it real good

  For all I have worked on and all I have learnt about myself over the past few years, there always seem to be more lessons. Which is good, I guess. Evolving is good. But it’s also frustrating. These lessons don’t usually take a very subtle form. Let me explain: I have been working for…

New Year

I’ve never been a huge fan of New Year’s Eve. When I was young (teens and early twenties) there was always this build-up that New Year’s was going to be legen… wait for it.. dary, and it never was, so because there was so much build-up it inevitably ended up being disappointing. There was always…

Book review: Turtles all the way down by John Green

4/5 stars. I’ve come to understand that the type of characters this book is populated with are typical for John Green. That is, very precocious teenagers who are all amateur existential philosophers. Yes, they are unrealistic – I’ve never met a teenager (or any person for that matter) who speaks like Green’s characters. But, this…

Book review: The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath

4/5 stars Audible version, narrated by Maggie Gyllenhaal. Review contains spoilers, but in this case I don’t personally believe it matters very much, as it’s not the kind of novel you read for the plot. This book is slow, mesmerising, poetic, sad, disturbing and beautiful. It’s a special kind of book that happens mostly in…

Dance like nobody’s watching

Being a typical “stiff Norwegian” and shy to boot, dancing did not come naturally to me. I never took any dance classes as a child and never really had any interest in dancing – dancing makes you stand out. Dancing means not being afraid. And I’m nothing if not afraid – and a control freak….