Two hundred words on writers foreseeing calamity ::

Writers have in the last century been sounding rods for threats inherent to human progress. Huxley for the implications of standardising life. Orwell for the reality-altering potential of controlling information. Plath and Kesey for the repercussions of medical and surgical interference with the psyche. Vonnegut for the inability of the mind to cope with industrialised … Continue reading Two hundred words on writers foreseeing calamity ::

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Why swim with elephants? ::

I've had three blogs prior to this one. None of them exist today. I designed them for specific purposes and named them accordingly. That was their death knell. When I became disinterested in that purpose or felt constrained, the blog went to the glue factory. So when I started 'Swimming with Elephants', my chief desire … Continue reading Why swim with elephants? ::

One hundred words on imagination and autobiography ::

To write autobiographically is to confess a lack of imagination. That or the writer is no writer, just someone possessed of the notion that their story deserves telling. That is the first school of thought. The other says that to retreat into one’s imagination in anything other than an allegorical fashion is to confess one’s … Continue reading One hundred words on imagination and autobiography ::