Margaret Leigh
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Margaret Leigh
Writing increases your rate of revelation. This is true irrespective of the subject because writing is a process of reflection, assertion, and iteration.
Writing clarifies your own ideas. Writing begets new ideas too. Writing lets you explore ideas in depth even if you won’t have time to act on them all. Writing shows people how you think and lets ... See more
Writing clarifies your own ideas. Writing begets new ideas too. Writing lets you explore ideas in depth even if you won’t have time to act on them all. Writing shows people how you think and lets ... See more
Anu • Writer-Builders
It might make things easier if he went down to London again and found Marlowe. Report in, like a good soldier. But he swore he wouldn’t work for Marlowe again. Not after Malaya.
Thomas D. Lee • Perilous Times
‘We voted it down, in a meeting!’ says Willow. ‘When a vote doesn’t go the way you want it to go, you can’t just ignore it. That’s not how votes work.’ Mariam squeezes her eyes closed. ‘Meetings aren’t going to save the planet.’ Willow holds up her hand. ‘Look at the bloody sky, Mariam. Is that going to save the planet?’
Thomas D. Lee • Perilous Times
“I’ve often noticed that we are not able to look at what we have in front of us unless it’s inside a frame.” - Abbas Kiarostami
“Where’s the Bell?” Gerald had found the hotel in a reference book. It was the only one allotted to Holihaven. But as Gerald spoke, and before the ticket collector could answer, the sudden deep note of an actual bell rang through the darkness. Phrynne caught hold of Gerald’s sleeve. Ignoring Gerald, the station-master, if such he was, turned to his
... See moreRobert Aickman • Dark Entries
Maybe he has friends in high places. Wyn’s been up there long enough to have endeared herself to the right people. She’s probably been baking treats for Saint Peter, who has provenance over this sort of thing. Walking down to the gates of heaven once a week with a wicker basket full of warm honey cakes. Talking idly about her heathen husband and ho
... See moreThomas D. Lee • Perilous Times
Starlight and sunlight, split by a diffraction grating, display their own distinctive patterns of colour. I have always wanted to see this for myself, and recently bought an old spectrograph. It resembles two miniature telescopes mounted on a dais marked with numbers, and has been testing my poor skills and my patience for weeks. Then yesterday, ju
... See moreSarah Perry • Enlightenment
Arthur Schopenhauer in his aptly titled Studies in Pessimism: “Every man takes the limits of his own field of vision for the limits of the world.”
Brooke Gladstone • The Trouble With Reality
I looked out of the window at the glimmering hills, thinking about going for a run. I was more interested in the concept of myself as the kind of person who went for a run before a day of teaching than in the running itself. But a writing course offers the chance of reinvention, for tutors as well students, and as long as my trainers were there, pa
... See moreMiranda France • The Writing School
I recognized them immediately. They radiated the mild anxiety that attends all residential courses. It was already palpable on the platform. By midweek it would reach a peak and someone might decide to leave.