Tag Archives: The Elephant’s Journey

A Whirring Whoosh

Grief has its own distinct onomatopoeia. José Saramago wove magical words among the magnificent phrases which make up The Elephant’s Journey: one involved a character who “went plof and vanished.  Onomatopoeia can be so very handy.  Imagine if we’d had to … Continue reading

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The Waiting Room

As mentioned in my first post (The World Still Out There), this blog grew out of  succinct administrative updates I sent out to a cyber-community (under the umbrella of Lotsa Helping Hands) of family and friends eager to do whatever they … Continue reading

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