When my grandmother died in 2019, my Aunty sent my daughter a small parcel of hardcover books. They were an aged collection of hard covers that Nana had owned since she was a girl and their otherwise excellent condition indicated to me that she had cherished them. Privileged to have received these precious heirlooms, LucyContinue reading "The Past’s Romantic Echoes"
Employing Analogy.
So...I'm a Writer, right? I'm also an ICU Nurse. Both these occupations bring with them a level of expertise of which I have accumulated through years of experience and a considerable degree of competence. Nursing is Nursing. I know what it requires, how to engage with its processes and how to practice within its parametersContinue reading "Employing Analogy."
Long Live The Chicken Walker.
Each Australian winter, I like to buy a model kit to tinker with when the weather draws in and prevents me from doing anything else. Like writing, model building scratches my creative itch and I enjoy the past time. It challenges me, allows me to concentrate and problem solve and I find the endeavor therapeutic.Continue reading "Long Live The Chicken Walker."
Unlocking The Memory Palace.
My wife bought Cussons' Imperial Leather soap for the bathroom this week. Upon catching the scent of it, I was immediately transported back to my childhood. Nana & Pa always had Cussons' Imperial Leather soap in their bathroom. I always thought it was fancy because everything they bought seemed fancy. I thought they were richContinue reading "Unlocking The Memory Palace."
Dad – What’s a Utopia?
My daughter often strikes me with the most profound questions. In my half awake pre-coffee stupor this morning, Lucy dropped this one in my lap; Dad - What's a utopia?Lucy M, aged 11. I fumbled my response because that's what seems to happen whenever she questions me so earnestly. I am constantly flummoxed by herContinue reading "Dad – What’s a Utopia?"
Finding Stoicism When I Don’t Recognize It.
I'm writing this from a third floor apartment in the center of Adelaide's CBD. It's a nice apartment. Functional. It's not big but it doesn't have to be. I'm relaxed, though there is a knot of anxiety gnawing away it me presently. Why am I here? I'll try and give you the tl;dr version. OurContinue reading "Finding Stoicism When I Don’t Recognize It."
Fracturing Diversion.
My thoughts are chaotic today. I am sitting at my laptop and attempt to write something, but I am struggling to come up with something to explore. You may be aware that it has been like this for me for a while now. Generally, I have little compulsion to write - in fact, the ideaContinue reading "Fracturing Diversion."
The Intersection That Matters.
I've been thinking a lot about this quote recently. I don't know exactly where it comes from - I'm not even sure that I didn't come up with it myself (I doubt this) but, it does come to me quite often. "There is no-one more dangerous than the man who thinks he is right."Dean fromContinue reading "The Intersection That Matters."
Illumination.
"That even in the darkest of times we have the right to expect some illumination, and that such illumination might well come less from theories and concepts than from the uncertain, flickering, and often weak light that some men and women, in their lives and their works, will kindle under almost all circumstances and shedContinue reading "Illumination."
Lava Red Feather Blue.
It is always a pleasure for me to host Seattle based author Molly Ringle on the occasion of a new release. Regular readers of my blog will be well acquainted with Molly's work. When I began with Central Avenue Publishing in 2009, Molly was one of the first authors to reach out to me andContinue reading "Lava Red Feather Blue."
Dean Mayes - Australian Author & ICU Nurse 