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A writing teacher of mine, Carol Bly describes “moral fiction” as the kind of writing which if read by someone contemplating suicide would make them decide not to kill themselves after all.
I bravely started this blog with the intention that the posts would be a blessing to anyone surfing the net in the sort of bored, empty, inspiration-seeking mood in which I used to surf it (a habit I believe I have broken once I realized that that was becoming my default way of dealing with emptiness and boredom.)
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then how you can change so that it would it be a growing, burgeoning blog. (This blog is growing, albeit very slowly, gaining a few new readers each week. I am, however, content with its rate of growth).
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Tasting of Flora and the country-green,
Dance, and Provencal song, and sunburnt mirth.”






