Chameleon’s Eye View continued…
I was a bit overwhelmed by yesterday's response. Many thanks to everyone who contributed. For those who did not see all the comments, Marge asked for someone to critique her…
A Chameleon’s Eye-View
Revision is like putting on layers of gesso, making the piece ever smoother. But there comes a point when you cannot let something pass, thinking, 'I'll catch that next time.'…
Paddling Towards the Doldrums
I've written elsewhere of the horrors of finalising a book (see http://gooseways.wordpress.com and the flurry of posts August-November 2007 with 'end' or 'finished' in the title). I'd forgotten how difficult…
The Cross-Quartered Year
I was delighted to discover via Facebook that my friend, the medievalist Karen Ralls, celebrated Candlemas yesterday evening by giving a dinner which featured Provencal navettes. She got the recipe…
Candlemas – the non-PC Festival of Light
Peasants warm their naughty bits at the hearth.It is the midpoint of winter, half way between solstice and equinox, an eighth, then, of the quartered year. The word februa in…