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Author Archives: Emily M. Bailey
My Now.
Every time I have sat down to do this, no words come. I sit and look at this screen. And nothing. No words. Nought to say. I almost didn’t renew my blog domain. Wrestled a while with all those ‘What’s … Continue reading
A full stop Goodbye.
Finishing is hard. I definitely have an aversion to full stops. That is why I like these dot dot dot things … You might have noticed I use them a lot… I like to leave things open. Open to possibility. … Continue reading
Over the noise…of a film.
I would like to spend the rest of my days living in a place so silent – and working at a pace so slow – that I can hear myself living. Alma in Signature of all things. Elizabeth Gilbert. I … Continue reading
Making a film.
Last year a friend and I made a film. It is funny what can grow from a conversation over a cup of coffee. The conversation went something like this; Friend: I have a great idea. Let’s collaborate on a short … Continue reading
Rain.
I just made a cup of tea. 6 ants floated to the surface and bobbed like buoys. This morning as I went into my underwear drawer a cockroach scuttled across my hand. I do believe it might have actually been … Continue reading
Sitting with the silence.
We moved house. I needed to simplify. I needed to not drive a 30km round trip to school any more. I needed to not feel overwhelmed by the schedule. I needed to not feel like I needed to drink Gin … Continue reading
Tribe.
Tribe. Two weeks back in Malawi. It is dry. Dusty. A hazy glow rests on the horizon. The land looks crisp and yet the jacaranda blossoms are just emerging as if in defiance to the lands thirst. Just another of … Continue reading
A whatever kind of love.
When you grow up, what would you like to be? A mother or a father with a fine family? You could fly to the moon, Or perhaps to a star, Or simply be loved for whatever you are. When … Continue reading
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Yoga girl vs Eeyore.
VS I want to write more often. Really I do. The thing is, I think people like to read light, humorous, type writing – The kind of writing where the writer see’s everything through a … Continue reading
Stuff.
It is time I wrote something again. I just don’t know what to write. Bails says I must never, ever, work in an open plan office because apparently I talk to my computer as I write. He is sitting next … Continue reading
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