Author Archives: susan

The thing is, I’m crook. Possibly dying. I may have to speed this up. Suddenly, for the first time in my life, I have time to burn, and time to think. And writing, jotting thoughts and memories down, is a … Continue reading →

…the Russian psyche, forged through centuries of abuse by the country’s rulers and enemies alike, is not “like us”… I borrowed The War of Nerves:Inside the Cold War Mind thinking it was going to be about spies, but it was … Continue reading →

  The moles, like us, are deeply mysterious creatures, and we will only ever catch a glimpse of their truth.  How to Catch a Mole would be more accurately titled How to Kill a Mole, but I guess the publishers … Continue reading →

To be emboldened we need to have a vision and a purpose. Boldness is a forward-moving energy. It involves charging ahead bravely. I’ve been enjoying non-fiction and memoirs lately, and I’d seen Emboldened by Belinda Alexandra – an internationally bestselling … Continue reading →

I’m only just back from nearly a month away from home. Alice Springs, King’s Canyon, Uluru in NT, and SA’s Coober Pedy and Wilpena Pound. I’d never been to Central Australia before, and it was amazing. Beautiful, and so profoundly … Continue reading →

This is our Book Club choice for this month, and I think I can guarantee it’s going to create a lot of discussion. It might even be “love it or hate it”. We shall see. Mike Engleby narrates his own … Continue reading →

Nothing is harder to do than nothing. In a world where our value is determined by our productivity, many of us find our every last minute captured , optimized, or appropriated as a financial resource by the technologies we use … Continue reading →

The natural world is not, to me, a fabric of stuff that gleams with revelation of a singular creator god. Those moments in nature that provoke in me a sense of the divine are those in which my attention is … Continue reading →

Leaving Brian Talbot to his lunch in the common room, Leith loped across the spongy upward ground into which the weightless house seemed, that day, to be scarcely set. When he came in shrugging the storm from his shoulders like … Continue reading →

A rhetorical question. No, of course not. I have plenty, including quite a few I haven’t started yet. But I went to the legendary (in Castlemaine they are!) Friends of Castlemaine Library book sale. Not only went to it – … Continue reading →