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Moments Together – Literature Rhythms
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Because literature is like music, it has a rhythm of it's own. August 25, 2016. What wouldn’t we have given. For another moment together? But time has passed on. Leaving our evening shadows behind. One night the thunders came. Wanting to break us apart. And now, here we are, looking at pieces from the past. I see autumn sunlight in your tresses. Which once slipped through my fingers. Eternity still holds our overcoats. Which we left hanging on the hooks,. Hoping that we would wear them again.
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Almost Dead in Suburbia | just writing… | Page 2
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Almost Dead in Suburbia. Newer posts →. January 21, 2014. My sister is coming to Africa. Well, after twenty years the time has finally come. The boys have grown up and all left home so now it is my time. Every time I open another draw there are some photos to. View From The Side’s Weekend Theme – Opening Lines. November 30, 2013. Http:/ viewfromtheside.wordpress.com/2013/11/30/weekend-theme-128/. From the South African political satire, Identity, Cry *Sies! Oh, my god! Identity. Cry Sies! The South Afric...
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We’re all writers, right? | Almost Dead in Suburbia
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Almost Dead in Suburbia. Book Excerpt – Almost Dead In Suburbia. Raquo; We’re all writers, right? We’re all writers, right? June 3, 2014. In a way, yes we are, whether we are penning quarter million word best sellers, carving the name of a lover on a tree or spraying. On someone’s brand new Bentley. Though I would strongly recommend there are other, more positive ways of exercising one’s latent literary talent otherwise you mind find yourself writing letters that begin…. Although there were no servants&#...
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Book Excerpt – Almost Dead In Suburbia | Almost Dead in Suburbia
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Almost Dead in Suburbia. We’re all writers, right? Raquo; Book Excerpt – Almost Dead In Suburbia. Book Excerpt – Almost Dead In Suburbia. June 2, 2014. Eighty-three,’ the squeaky voice called out. Thirty-three heads dropped to stare at the numbered ticket each person clutched for dear life. Nope,’ said a voice from behind. A heavy sigh was the response from the woman sitting two seats away. 8211; An erudite outburst from the back of the room. There was also a small cheer. And so it went on. She nodded du...
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Kindergarten Competition – Viewfromtheside's Blog
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Views from the side of life, stories, thoughts. February 24, 2014. February 24, 2014. The Food Bloggers Indaba (see previous post) went very well. We arrived, ate, drank, chatted, laughed, awarded prizes for anything and everything, had a game to hand out the “goodie bags”, and then…. We had a creative competition. The friend is Lyndatjie – she of the ‘frog lady’ fame on the media24 blogs – way back when. The competition was to make a frog on a meringue. Posted in General Ramblings. She is such fun.
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November 2013 – Inira
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November 26, 2013. It’s that time of the year again. The malls are playing Christmas carols and decorated brightly with tinsel and Christmas baubles. The sales have already started and there’s a buzz of excitement in the air. Year end functions have started and people in every industry are throwing away their reputations from all the free booze… Continue reading Jingel bells. November 22, 2013. The joys of youth. November 22, 2013. As big as a 1 bedroom house. November 21, 2013. I wailed to him. He l...
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The lure of old science fiction – Viewfromtheside's Blog
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Views from the side of life, stories, thoughts. September 7, 2014. The lure of old science fiction. I am so often delighted to find old science fiction (not the sort with scary alien monsters) but those that turn a fanciful eye to either the future or alternate lifestyles in the same of different worlds. I had a delightful trip in time this weekend in the company of one J McCullough in his book Golf in the year 2000, or, What we are coming to , which was first published in 1892. The biggest of all was th...
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People watching – Viewfromtheside's Blog
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Views from the side of life, stories, thoughts. March 5, 2014. I have recently had the privilege of working closely with 2 men, quite different in background, but both intelligent and thoughtful. That contract is about to end, and I will be sad to lose the almost daily interaction with them. One in his 30’s the other in his 60’s and both with a sense of humour that has made some difficult work a pleasure. Those are the times I realise how fortunate I am to be able to observe each in turn. I have no idea ...
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Ian Welch | Judith Barrow
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Skip to primary content. Skip to secondary content. Living in the Shadows. Book Reviews and Interviews. Tag Archives: Ian Welch. ROSIE’S BOOK REVIEW TEAM #RBRT. August 7, 2015. My review of Broken Wings by Ian Welch. I’ve given this 3 out of 5 stars. First, I would like to thank Rosie Amber and Ian Welch for providing me this book so I may bring you this review. I’ve said no more than is in the book description on Amazon. Although the frustrations that both Isabel and Edward struggle with is revealed in ...
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Flies and Buddha
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At the river, the frog may frown, but the cow will still drink! Talk to me @. July 20, 2015. If you close your eyes to facts, you will learn through accidents. As Sheila ran her hand over the cracks on her kitchen wall, she thought about Samantha, her teenage daughter. They were having problems communicating with each other. Sheila’s visiting friend had said, just before leaving. When she heard Samantha’s steady footsteps on the wooden floor, she quietly gathered her thoughts and prepared her spiel.
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