Some of you may noticed I've hijacked the title from one of the fantasy/uncanny masters, Peter Beagle. It originally pertains to one of his most amazing novels, which also remains one of my favourite books to this day. The reason why I've shamelessly signposted this blog update like this is because it's going to be …
Not Here, Not There, Not Anywhere: Liminal Spaces
You will, I hope, forgive me, as in spite of our being in the midst of Christmas celebration, I will entirely ignore Christmas in this my blog update. It's not that I dislike Christmas - much to the contrary, in fact - but I won't just blog about it because it's "the season". Instead, I'll …
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Of Memories and Photographs and More or Less Morbid Thinking
When people go away they vanish, turn to nothing, stop being. They live only in memories, haunting the imagination. We know they go on being somewhere else, but no longer see them, just as we no longer see those who have already passed away. ~ Dezső Kosztolányi, "Skylark" ~ Suzanne Lalique, "Photos de famille" [via …
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Encyclopaedia Vanitatum 