As beautiful as Austerlitz is, it is a difficult tale based on the holocaust and leaves one filled with a sense of sad melancholy. This mood has only been enhanced by the essays of Woolf and Dillard, though, again, beautiful in their own right; and one doesn’t have to mention the news of the day, which is […]
Category: Just Shelley
Clashing Colors
update I’ve pulled the link to Paths at this time, though the files are still on the server (for the moment, I’ll pull by end of April). I’m not happy with it, with the writing or the organization. The whole thing rather reminds me of a lemonade stand I tried once when I was a […]
Powers clan
I’ve been asked if Chastity Powers at Wealth Bondage is one of the numerous Powers clan relations. I checked the genealogy and I believe that she could be my Great-Grandfather’s brother’s wife’s cousin’s niece’s great-great grandaughter, making her my cousin, 7 times removed. This would put her on the Boston-Catholic Powers side, rather than among us Heathen West […]
Death of a Moth
Years ago I worked in a large modern building with dark grey glass doors and windows. One morning when I was out smoking, I noticed a bright spot on the wall next to the door: a white moth, with soft, furry body and silvery antennae. It was the most beautiful creature I had ever seen—delicate […]
Subtle touch
I finished W.G. Sebald’s book Austerliz this weekend, having read it slowly over the last month. There is something about Sebald’s writing that forces me to stop, and consider, carefully, what he writes on each page. The writing isn’t complex; quite the opposite – it’s beautifully, wonderfully clear. But it is rich, and subtle; conjuring images meant […]
