“Sanity is a valuable possession; I hoard it the way people once hoarded money.” -The Handmaid’s Tale
If you don’t like what is being said, then change the conversation.
—Don Draper, Mad Men
“We’re all islands shouting lies to each other across seas of misunderstanding.”
Is anyone feeling isolated in this Corona Virus precautions environment?
Buddha taught that our waking life is more like a dream than we think because all that we encounter and experience is determined by our mind. How does this apply to our writing?
For those of you who actually follow Groundhog’s Day, it has never made sense to me. If the groundhog sees his shadow, we have six more weeks of winter. If he doesn’t we don’t. If he sees his shadow, doesn’t that mean it’s sunny and warm and we should have less winter? Any thoughts?
“The third war was for the words: written, spoken, whispered.” Holly Karapetkova
I wonder how often we fight over words. Politicians and lawyers argue over the words used in laws that will determine inhibitions to our behaviour. And what of the privileged language? The one that is used, say English, over others, where not everyone speaks the privileged language. And what about dialects within that privileged language. The British caste system of upper middle class dialect versus cockney.
What do you think about the war of words?