Ever since the Covid-19 pandemic began my thoughts have often turned to WALL series readers, wherever you may be in the world—a concern that has increased, pretty much matching the extent to which the Delta variant has taken, and/or is taking, hold

A 2020 lockdown walk — & no one else there…
In some cases, I know a little of your personal circumstances because you’ve shared something of them with me via social. In others, I know where you live (in a ‘country’ sense, that is—because no, I don’t stalk readers on the internet!) and that in several cases those countries are being hard hit by Covid. In the great majority of cases, though, I will never know anything of WALL series readers or their/your lives—and that is not only completely fine 😉 but under more normal circumstances none of the above would be especially comment worthy.

Putting up the shutters on public contact — but still writing.
With Covid-19, though, we are not living through “normal times.” I know, too, that Covid has probably already affected all of you in innumerable ways. Although I can imagine and empathise based on news reports, as well as my own circumstances (while remaining keenly aware of my very privileged position here in NZ), I can never completely understand others’ lived experience of the pandemic or know the full extent of what you may be enduring.

Reporting from inside that naturally self-isolating writing life
Nonetheless, I wanted to say “out loud” that although this is a book blog and I am (clearly!) not an epidemiologist or public health practitioner, just because I stick, largely, to my bookish “knitting”, does not mean that I am not concerned for your wellbeing or the global situation. I am concerned, very much so, and actively endeavour to stay abreast of what’s happening globally, and consequently for you all personally.

The writing life in less isolated times
Some of the circumstances I’m familiar with include readers of all ages with underlying health conditions that render them particularly vulnerable to Covid 19; those in high contact / high risk occupations whose partners or immediate family members have equally high risk conditions; once healthy individuals who have been hit hard by the debilitating effects of Long Covid; and people resident in NZ who have lost both family members and friends to Covid in their countries-of-origin.

Far or near, you’re on my mind
I am sure there are many other stories as challenging and potentially devastating, and also that there is no catchphrase or bromide that I can “trot out” by way of a palliative. The reason I stick to the “bookish knitting” is not indifference, but because it is something I can do – definitely not at the epidemiological or public health end of the spectrum, but in the hopes of offering a positive (albeit very small – perhaps even infinitesimally small!) respite from everyday realities.

Hoping for light ahead, for all of us.
If it helps in any way to share your situation here, then please know that you are always very welcome to do so. Otherwise, to borrow an adage, please “be careful out there”* – and if possible, let’s keep trying to take care for others, as well as ourselves.
* “Allegedly”, the original adage is Amish: “Be careful out there, among the English” – or words to like effect, as reproduced in the (classic!) 1985 film, Witness. 😀

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In the spirit of small positives—or what I hope will prove positive, however infinitesimally so—just a headsup that I’ll have a The Chaos Gate, The Wall Of Night work-in-progress update for you on Thursday. 🙂

Onward, onward!


In my
Daniel Abraham is possibly better known now as one half of James S.A. Corey (the other half of the duo is Ty Franck), writer of The Expanse science fiction series that generated 
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Currently I’m doing a post series where I report back on books on the “older to old” spectrum that I’ve read recently. Note: There are no really old (pre 19th century) or really, really old (think Xenophon’s Anabasis) books in the mix, so essentially they’re all “modern” works.
Anyway, not to get sidetracked into categorizing books by age, the books I’ve been reading lately are all published from 1945 onward. So not that old in terms of the history of literature but certainly not on the new or recent publications shelves of either book shops or libraries.
Reason the First: There are some great reads out there that may not have made the “classics” list but are still enjoyable reads, so I would be depriving myself from experiencing their goodness if I restricted myself to reading and posting on new books only.
Reason the Second: As with all the arts (and pretty much everything people do, for that matter) writing has its seasons and its fashions. Reading older books is a great way of gaining perspective on the ways writers have rocked readers’ worlds in the past, as well as what maybe didn’t work so well, or might not in today’s world. All of which is grist for the writer’s mill. 😉
Reason the Fourth: While non fiction may offer more rigorous insights in terms of Reason the Third, sometimes fiction can be equally if not more fascinating. Last year, for example, I
Reading it, several social history aspects really leapt out at me. Firstly, absolutely everybody smokes as a matter of course. Also, it’s illegal to fish on a Sunday, which I believe many contemporary readers would struggle to get their heads around. And it was clearly not at all respectable to be a paperback writer, although the said individual in this case was a surprisingly reasonable person given his socially below-par occupation… 😀 (Note: I should clarify, this is the narrator’s summation of his occupation and character, not mine.)
Anyway, these are just a few of the reasons I read older books, other than just to enjoy a greater variety of stories and storytelling techniques.






Supernatural Underground




North was first featured on the blog as part of my contribution to the Tuesday Poem community. Although the community put up its shutters some years ago now, the blog is still extant and features some wonderful poems, from ancient to modern — well worth a look for anyone who enjoys poetry:






To kick things off, since winter solstice is almost upon us here in the Southern Hemisphere, I thought I’d revisit a winter-themed post from 2012: 










