Submitted by AnneDalke on Fri, 2006-09-15 17:31
I'm doing this hard thing this semester, living in a country where I know neither the language or anyone here.
Submitted by AnneDalke on Fri, 2006-09-15 16:06
I’m grateful to have friends who listen to my musings, and
muse back again….quite striking to me yesterday was the juxtaposition of Ann’s comment about the “parochial nature of life”—> that is, the necessity (given the limits of space and time) to attend to what is deeply personal to us, and Shaye’s interest in hearing me “speak from my heart,” along her concomitant disinterest in quotations from o
Submitted by AnneDalke on Thu, 2006-09-14 18:05
I certainly need to revise the story I wrote early yesterday (a spin off from Huxley's perceptions, as they intersected with my first-day's impressions) of Antigua as a place preserved in time.
Submitted by AnneDalke on Tue, 2006-09-12 19:24
In Jane Bowles' short story, "A Guatemalean Idyll," a tourist, discontented in Antigua, asks, "What is the point of traveling?" Maybe, living in Antigua for the next three weeks, I'll find a few answers to this question...?