Dear Dazai, Still sore and sorry, so I’m sending another story your way. The tea is cold by the time she comes to it. It’s sweeter without the heat to agitate the tannins in it and she’s upset by the lack of bitterness. She deserves … Continue reading Tannic
A small story I wrote a while back about little girls in yellow dresses.
Dear Dazai, There’s a soft rumble that accompanies my waking moments. It’s gentle and reassuring, and long before I reach consciousness, it’s a welcome interruption to my sleep. So I lazily return from my dreamtime wanderings, hand reaching out to stroke the soft, silky fur … Continue reading Purr
Dear Dazai, Art should be new. Ever changing. There is little patience for art that has been and gone. Shakespeare is old news, Dickens stifling and Austen experiencing a populist resurgence, not for her own work, but for the ease with which it can be … Continue reading Novelty
Dear Dazai, There are some things that we all need, the very basics of shelter, food and water. The need for affection, for contact. Sometimes what we need most of all is to be needed. There is a burden to that. It is a burden … Continue reading Need
How art impacted my life aka how I actually got to know of Dazai
Dear Dazai, It’s been a good week. It’s been a good week because I’ve had the chance to catch up with people that I haven’t seen for a while. Some longer than others. It’s been good because I noticed that because of this blog, because … Continue reading Mental Health Awareness Week Part 2