Over the spring and summer this year, I read quite a few books. Most of them brilliant, I have decided that if I get too bored I don’t continue right away. I still give the book a second chance later on, because sometimes it’s not the book but my mindset, the weather, distractions or not being keen on the genre or style at a given moment. I read in my three languages from traditional as well as self-published authors, and I stumbled across mistakes of all nature. Continue reading “A question for authors”
“Sorry, we just have three glasses.
In the past we had more,
but you know glasses break.
And well ours all broke. These actually don’t they are made of a special glass.
Are you ok with a mug?”
Things that slipped out of my mouth ages ago when we had friends visiting…
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All is quiet.
The noise of the day has finally ceased. The house is no longer shaking from the demolition hammers and drills used need door.
The kids are sleeping. A sniffle and a snore can be heard from time to time.
My ears concentrate on a lovely sound. The ticking of a mechanical pocket watch. It seems alive. The other day we hung it on a nail, it’s small but the numbers are easily read, from a distance I can tell what time it is. As I listen to the ticking of this watch my eyes are attracted to it. The heart is strong, it makes its body move like a small pendulum.
All is quiet, I listen to the ticking of the watch. To the beating of the mechanical heart, there to give me the time.
What time is it?
Let me see.