essaysbysean.blogspot.com Preface Up high. The RGO Treehouse. Plate glass walls on three sides. We of the Alexandra Writers’ Centre Society are having our Christmas party. I am one of four asked to read aloud for five minutes. Folks know me. Not from any blog, but from attending the drop-in “Free Fall Friday.” (Now held on […]
Remembrance Day Handshake
essaysbysean.blogspot.com A grey Monday afternoon. November the eleventh. I am back home at my small writing table. I did not go to drink beer with veterans after the Remembrance Day Ceremony, because I attended alone. I haven’t had a survivor guilt dream for (I think) a decade. Back when my platoon had our ten year […]
Learning Fine Art, Sans Martians
essaysbysean.blogspot.com If fine art finds some people as oblivious as Martians then maybe that’s from people turning away from two sorts of time. I sympathize. There is the time needed to learn: Training the eye and heart to appreciate the best. Which is nice to do, but who has the time for learning to enjoy […]
Martian Machine Passing Parthenon
essaysbysean.blogspot.com “Martian Machine Passing Parthenon” Being the title of a photolithograph, from after the War of the Worlds. Prologue Chief Engineer Gordon Malloy of “The Orville” (TV) in Lasting Impressions: “We look at these images of people who lived hundreds of years ago, and they’re so distant looking, that it’s easy to think that they […]
The Padded Chair Tourist by a Cliff
seanessay.com The nice thing about living on the flat prairie with a splendid network of roads is: Any time I feel a surge of FOMO, off I go. Open road! I hope you too are getting out. Being proud of this great country, I am pleased when I see a “Dairy Queen” or a “Main […]
Surfing Fear, Approaching Myself
essaysbysean.blogspot.com Preface I often write to Derek Sivers, commenting on his 80 hours of being interviewed on podcasts. (link) Dear Derek, Greetings from a “writer.” Two truths Derek, I enjoy the truths you say, as they are personally useful. Especially, “How we spend our time reveals our true values.” And secondly, “It is a mistake […]