Murakami’s Norwegian Wood: Death, Winter, and Love
by Hazel Anna Rogers I first read Haruki Murakami’s ‘Norwegian Wood’ when I was 17, in my first relationship. As it happened, it was my first foray into Japanese literature, […]
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by Hazel Anna Rogers I first read Haruki Murakami’s ‘Norwegian Wood’ when I was 17, in my first relationship. As it happened, it was my first foray into Japanese literature, […]
Here at the blog we celebrate some dates and anniversaries in our quirky way. The seasons, DNA Day, Bitcoin Pizza Day, Bitcoin’s Birthday, and in today’s post the anniversary of […]
by Hazel Anna Rogers It is snowing outside today, a rare sight on the south coast of the UK. Rarer still would be for the snow to settle and stay, […]
by Hazel Anna Rogers When I was young and being driven somewhere or other, I would always notice and ponder the physical space between signs indicating where we were arriving […]
by Fraser Hibbitt There is a myth from Ancient Greece – containing a well-known proverb that reverberated in Greek thought. It involves the creature Silenus, the teacher of the wine […]
by Hazel Anna Rogers I have always listened to classical music, though perhaps that’s rather too vague a term for all of the wonderful varieties of music the name “classical” […]
by Fraser Hibbitt and Carl Kruse Just before the new year, Alto Reed passed away, adding a sad note to an already challenging year. The saxophonist and friend who spent […]
by Hazel Anna Rogers I was always a “summer” person, as it were, despite my tendency to overheat and get exceptionally sweaty the minute the weather went above 17 […]
by Carl Kruse During the Cold War, Checkpoint Charlie was a border between East and West Berlin or more appropriately, the ONLY border where you could legally cross between the […]
I wake, open, Into the arms of the gentle night. Not yet do the silhouettes of naked boughs Charm the light, Nor has the soft chatter of sharp beaks Set […]
by Fraser Hibbitt There can be a stifling freedom around a blank page, and that is all a journal is; a collection of blank pages. A journal is comprised of […]
by Hazel Anna Rogers I spent a large part of my teenage to early adult life starving myself, to various degrees. My memory around these five or six years is […]
by Carl Kruse Apologies for the click-baity title though fortunately no click bait here only notes from a Celeste Headlee TED talk in Savannah, Georgia on how to have better […]
by Fraser Hibbitt I started walking because there was nothing else to do. Walking, I had found, was one way to disperse those sobering complaints of everyday tasks, leaving blind, […]
by Hazel Anna Rogers My father will often, upon hearing a song from his youth, be able to conjure up when exactly in his life he first heard the song […]
by Carl Kruse Twelve years ago some guy (or group of people, nobody really knows) called Satoshi Nakamoto, published an 8-page white paper called “Bitcoin: A Peer-to-Peer Electronic Cash System,” […]
by Carl Kruse So you have put together a band but no idea what to call it. You also are uncertain what to name your new album. Nor are you […]
by Hazel Anna RodgersI think in the past I had quite a stressed personality, quite erratic and meticulous without much room for spontaneity within my rigid regime. I still enjoy […]