Dreaming Beneath the Spires - Anita Mathias's Blog on Faith and Art

The Magical Moment in Which You Realize that You Are, or Will Be a Writer

The Magical Moment in Which You Realize that You Are, or Will Be a Writer Anne Sexton said she realized that she was a poet (I suppose she meant that she had the capacity to be a poet) while watching John Berryman read on TV. It really a … [Continue reading]

Cider with Rosie–An Exquisite Memoir

By Anita Mathias

I am in the second or third draft of my own memoir, and have finally solved the problem of structure, I believe.I love the structure of Laurie Lee's memoir.I have loved Cider with Rosie for well over a decade. Laurie Lee's writing is so exquisite, so … [Continue reading]

Second Book Bloggers Meet-Up, Oxford, September 25th, 2010

By Anita Mathias

The Second Book Bloggers Meet-Up This is to announce that there will be another Book Bloggers' Meet-Up on Saturday September 25th in Oxford. Venue and time are tbc, but that should be enough info for now to let you know … [Continue reading]

Prayer, when in a Funk

By Anita Mathias

I am in a bad mood, Irritable, cross, Tinder waiting for a match. How then do I ask For your Spirit To inhabit This tense habitation Of grumpiness? But need I hesitate? You are a … [Continue reading]

How Prayer Raises One’s IQ

By Anita Mathias

Anne Lamott in Travelling Mercies. “Here are the two best prayers I know: “Help me, help me, help me” and “Thank you, thank you, thank you.” Sometimes when one is exhausted, overwhelmed and overwrought that is all one is capable of. Isn’t it … [Continue reading]

The Alpine Path,The Autobiography of Lucy Maud Montgomery, Creator of Anne of Green Gables

By Anita Mathias

The Alpine Path, The Autobiography of Lucy Maud Montgomery, Creator of Anne of Green GablesThe Alpine Path:The Story of My Career.L.M. MontgomeryWhen the Editor of Everywoman's World asked me to write "The Story of My Career," I smiled with … [Continue reading]

Happy Insensibility by John Keats

By Anita Mathias

Happy Insensibility IN a drear-nighted December, Too happy, happy tree, Thy branches ne'er remember Their green felicity: The north cannot undo them 5With a sleety … [Continue reading]