Category: Books
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Reading Hunter S. Thompson.
Discovering authors by chance is an indescribable thrill. Of the writers passed it brings them back to life again, and of the ones still drawing breath and enduring gravity, well they become notes, jotted down with headlines following rough bulleted interview questions. Such expectant wandering was how I got to know Hunter S. Thompson in…
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Kevin Rudd’s little book about big change.
Despite the long, arduous, and downright dramatic (a group of sixty 12-year-olds on a bus for 40 hours) journey to Parliament House in grade 7. Yes, despite that box tick by the school to ‘educate’ us on Australian politics in half of a day, I still had no idea who, what, and why to vote…
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What is The Celestine Prophecy?
My dear friend Liv tells me that in the mid 90s every second person in cafes through Little Collins had James Redfield’s novel, The Celestine Prophecy, in hand. Now, 28 years after its release, the nine key insights that line the plot still illuminate young and old. This copy was picked up at Elizabeths second…
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Grief.
Yesterday by the shoreline of South Fremantle I closed the book that had introduced me to the many manifestations of grief. It seems naive to only enter such a state at 28 but until this year life had other methods of heartache, and death of a close family member was not yet one of them.…
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The absurdity of life.
In Albert Camus’ essay, ‘The Myth of Sisyphus’ he wrote “the world evades us because it becomes itself again”. Of the absurdity of life, he reasons that our “extreme consciousness” justifies thought. Why else do we consider life and our place in it, other than the pure magic of the ability to think, to contemplate?…
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Another day on planet Earth.
You’ve likely heard me say it before, or have seen it pressed through the beloved keys of my typewriter, but if it’s your first look at the phrase, let me introduce the sentiment. ‘Another day on planet Earth’ is a statement with every possibility on the other side. Every emotion is at hand and such…