“Blog Cabin”

I define a typewriter as, “a musical thing with keys”. I have a dear and long-standing friend who’s a musical thing with a keyboard: She writes and she makes music. We could be practically related, but this is not nepotism; this is merely syndication of another channel. My slightly magical musical young mucker, ruminating lyrically on how writers just need a place to write. Sometimes, it’s at the end of a garden:

She Shed. Woman Cave. Her Hut. Haven of Tranquillity. Divorce Prevention Unit (DPU). Kaleido Kabin; just a sprinkling of the monikers ascribed so far to the creation that has been brewing, slowly, …

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Musings: McEmpathy Upsized

It was the end of a long day. The crowd was ravenous. Feet tapping, arms folded, impatient to take their greasy fast food dinners home. I craned my neck to see what was causing the holdup. They wer…

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Musings: On Charity and Skepticism

Just last weekend, we were in Jakarta for a music festival. On our way back to the hotel at 4am, we came across a small disabled man crouched on the ground by the road side among some food stalls. …

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