Archive for the ‘Multiple Sclerosis’ Category

On Clutter

Today, I return to my manuscripts. I’ve got both an essay and a book that I abandoned unceremoniously some four months ago. I can’t wait to get back to them. But there were good reasons for my break from writing: there was our house in Gozo to pack up, our life to get back in [...]

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Life-blood: Mary Gordon

Mary Gordon, The Shadow Man: A Daughter’s Search for her Father (Bloomsbury, 1997 [1996]). I read this book on the recommendation of a colleague who thought it could be useful to my work. She was right: I found that it spoke to me on many levels. I hadn’t expected to have so much in common [...]

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“Toute same” (It’s the same thing)

My father died very suddenly when I was eighteen years old. Shortly after his funeral, my mother dreamed he came back to life. She couldn’t explain how; he was just back. The weird thing was that the dream seemed largely to be about the bureaucracy of death. My parents sat on the couch for a [...]

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