Read Iris Murdoch on words: "the ultimate…stuff of our moral being" QUOTES FOR WRITERS


THERE IS NO DOUBT which art is the most practically important for our survival and our salvation, and that is literature. Words constitute the ultimate texture and stuff of our moral being, since they are the most refined and delicate and detailed, as well as the most universally used and understood, of the symbolisms whereby we express ourselves into existence. We became spiritual animals when we became verbal animals. The fundamental distinctions can only be made in words. Words are spirit.

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Sometimes the less the writer knows about his story the better says Dermot Bolger – Quotes for Writers (and for people who like quotes)


intersectionSometimes the less we know about what will happen in a work of fiction, the better off we are. Because the more we know about what happens next, the more we close off the possibilities of the unexpected, the less chance we have of allowing our subconscious minds to speculate and probe down to the awkward truths that we need to express instead of glib things we initially thought we wanted to say. If we already know what we intend to say, we are going to learn nothing by saying it. Only when we allow our imagination the space to catch us by surprise, when we sit back and stare in bafflement at words that suddenly start appearing on our screens, do we find ourselves to be truly writing. Only then can we honestly say that we are being brought – often by the seat of our pants – on…

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Happy New Year: My Highly Recommended of 2019

From a tireless book reviewer and writer.

Auntiemwrites Crime Review-Mystery Author M K Graff

Happy New year to all the readers of the Auntie M Writes Crime blog! This year Auntie M is stepping out from behind the personality of Auntie M to myself, Marni Graff, writer and mystery author of two series. I wish you all a healthy and happy 2020!

Over the past year, it has been my distinct honor to review 148 books on the blog. This doesn’t include the occasional guest I give a slot to, because the writing community is one of the most generous and giving I’ve been a part of, and it is my pleasure to share in that.

It’s also the time of year when I want to thank my followers of the blog, and hope you will continue reading into 2020.

I read about 3 books a week in all kinds of places and always carry a book with me wherever I go. This year…

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The Coming


May I take this opportunity to wish all who read what’s here on this blog a Happy, Peaceful New Year in which your dreams come true for yourself and those around you.

Have a wonderful evening.

Daniel Kemp

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Homeless London In The Morning

Ever heard that expression?– There but for the grace of God

Lost In Nowhere

I work in London and get into work around 7am. On a cold wet morning like today there are not that many people around but one thing I do notice is the homeless.

There seems to be so many homeless in London now and it feels that the number is increasing year on year.

It is pretty obvious that a high proportion of the homeless have some form of mental health illness. It feels a disgrace to me that in one of the wealthiest countries on the planet we have people having to live this way.

I see myself when I look at them, there were a few points in my life where things were at their worst when I could have been there. Unfortunately it’s not a large step from having a mental health illness to losing everything.

As a society I’m sure we can do more and as…

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Mea Culpa, Christmas style

A witty Christmas meal

Sue Vincent's Daily Echo

I helped him eat his Christmas lunch,
The turkey turned out well,
The kitchen, redolent by noon,
With its delicious smell.

The Yorkshire pud all fluffy
And the roasties golden brown…
When asked if I was going to share
I couldn’t turn him down…

The Christmas pud was boozy
Full of cherries, steeped in brandy
… He thought a pint of custard
Might just well come in handy…

I’d baked a batch of fresh mince pies
Before the sun was rising
And with the sausage rolls I’d made,
The rest was not surprising…

I ate the after-dinner mints
As peppermint was needed
To combat overeating
And the calories exceeded.

Though Christmas comes but once a year
For tastebuds it’s a riot,
But come new year, I guess
That I’ll be going on a diet 😉

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Smorgasbord Short Stories – What’s in a Name? Brian – The Birthright by Sally Cronin

A wonderful writer

Smorgasbord Blog Magazine

There are names that have been passed down through thousands of years which have powerful and deep-rooted meaning to their bearers. Other names have been adopted from other languages, cultures and from the big screen. They all have one thing in common. They are with us from birth until the grave and they are how we are known to everyone that we meet.

Brian – The Birthright

The firelight from the hearth flickered across the stampeding beasts on the wall of the cave. The clan leader Brynyar lay on the animal pelts and tried to gather his thoughts through the pain. He was old at over forty winters and his bones ached with arthritis.

The gash in his side from the bison during the final hunt of the summer had not healed well, and despite the wound being packed with herbs by the medicine woman, it hurt like hell.


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Only Love



The mind can give you wisdom.
Truth can cleanse your soul.
Compassion can you give peace
But it’s only love that will make you whole.

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Reach As High As You Can


Reach As Far As You Can.

“How high is the sky?” Asked the boy of his mum,
Engaging his inquisitive eye.

“That’s strange you ask, as I asked the same when I was a girl
And my mind was in a similar twirl.

I asked of your grandfather when he was old and wise.
The answer came as a complete surprise.

He said, ‘it was as low as you wanted it to be,
Or as high as the eye could possibly see.

It depended,’ he said, ‘on how high you could reach.
These things, to you, no one can teach.

Your grasp of the unknown is only limited by you,
By your desires and aspirations that belong to the few.

Be one of their number, reach far and long,
Then even the mistakes you make, will never be wrong!’

I didn’t, I’m only too sorry to say. I remained where I felt safe,
Never venturing too far or entering a race.

But you, my son, must go further than me.
Reach for that sky, reach as far as you can see.”

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A Life Of Love


As a thrush does sing and the wind can roar,
So now I wish ‘tis only love I saw.
As the sun does rise and the night descend,
So the love that started would not end.
Slowly the love became our destiny
And that is how it should always be.

But what of death when it calls our name?
When that occurs, there’s only life to blame.
Death does take the passion from love
But did we not touch the sky above?
We share no thoughts of desperate regret.
Ours was a love that no one could forget.

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