324. Patterns

We went back to our apartment in the City for two days to wash some clothes and get some things in order – you know, normal lives while waiting for my mother’s operation for breast cancer and for me to earn some money before the coffers are empty.

Okay, that was morose.… Read more

263. The Chance

I didn’t do a month of blogging about my subject for my next live-talk about fascinating historical persons – namely ‘the real Robinson Crusoe’ a.k.a. Scottish 18th century sailor, Alex Selkirk.

And now I’m not going to do it. And least not in a streak.

Too many disruptions recently has made me rethink this one, but I am going to use one of the major disruptions positively, namely the loss of Big Photographer Client, for whom I work two days a week plus all the loose change.… Read more

259. Whatever and Courage

After my recent stress-episode I wrote Big Photographer client about what limits I would impose on my email-time and pro bono work for him in the future. After which he promptly fired me.

After all the times I’ve had to swallow my pride to get that money and change myself, not the situation, because I felt it was necessary – and wait until I could afford to quit … he does it for me.… Read more

246. No Diversions

The Necessities of Hunger and Thirst, were his greatest Diversions from the Reflection on his lonely Condition. When those Appetites were satisfied, the Desire of Society was as strong a Call upon him, and he appeared to himself least necessitious when he wanted every thing; for the Supports of his Body were easily attained, but the eager Longings for seeing again the Face of Man during the Interval of craving bodily Appetites, were hardly supportable.

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245. Like Paving Stones

I read on a webpage from Brooklyn Academy that:

Daniel Defoe was a prolific writer (over 370 known publications) who could–and would–turn his hand to almost any topic; he has been called one of the greatest journalists and the father of journalism. To many of his contemporaries, he was a man who sold his pen to the political party in office and so lacking integrity …

He was an outsider, being a Dissenter or Puritan, the son of a butcher, and a suspected government spy (this suspicion was confirmed in the nineteenth century) …

For nearly seventy-five years, Defoe’s reputation as a writer was in decline.

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196. Through the Crap

Writing this Saturday is interesting, because Monday could be crap. As usual. With Big Photographer Client and all his Mess.

However, after feeling like crap Saturday I’ve made a few good decisions. Here they are:

Replacing the 1500 USD per month I earn from Big Photographer Client is of paramount importance.Read more

191. So Where To Go From Here?

That’s the question I ask each morning when I go out in the neighborhood with Jay in his carriage, so Char can get some extra sleep.

It would also be a good question for my life currently. With regard to a number of themes.

Since I am so restricted with time and energy right now, helping raise Jay, trying to earn a minimum income regularly through my firm, and doing dishes 3 days old, this is not an easy question to answer.… Read more