Tag Archives: Sylvia Plath

The diary of another nobody

Posted on September 20, 2014 by SC

It’s the nature of autumn, perhaps- those barred clouds blooming in the soft-dying days (not mine, Keats), days which die noticeably earlier with every sunset now- that has got me thinking more than usual about how long I have left … Continue reading →

Posted in Oy vey (cancer gripes), Reading watching listening thinking | Tagged books, cancer, Clive James, diaries, happiness, humour, mortality, Philip Larkin, poetry, stories, Sylvia Plath, The Diary of a Nobody, the meaning of life, The New Yorker | 39 Comments

The view from Maslow’s Peak (III) – In my end is my beginning (a personal history)

Posted on August 24, 2014 by SC

Every now and then, I see someone post on social media the following passage from the point of view of the protagonist Esther in Sylvia Plath’s The Bell Jar, and every time it is met with a flurry of wistful … Continue reading →

Posted in Reading watching listening thinking | Tagged Andrew Marr, Ann Wroe, Anne Frank, Ariel Levy, books, Caitlin Moran, childhood, F. Scott Fitzgerald, flow, happiness, language, libraries, Maslow's pyramid, mortality, obituaries, philosophy, psychology, Rebecca Mead, Roz Chast, stories, Sylvia Plath, T.S. Eliot, The Economist, the meaning of life | 11 Comments

The bee

Posted on July 2, 2014 by SC

Footnotes 1. I used the iPad app Paper by 53– an app that allows people who can’t draw to draw- to create this. I am indebted to the “Mastering Paper by 53” series on a website called Made Mistakes for … Continue reading →

Posted in Doodles, Oy vey (cancer gripes), Reading watching listening thinking | Tagged art, Calvin and Hobbes, cancer, Daniel Kahneman, George R. R. Martin, happiness, mortality, psychology, Ronald Searle, stories, Sylvia Plath, the meaning of life, writing | 9 Comments

Parodies and Wendy Cope – Some sort of record seemed vital

Posted on December 20, 2013 by SC

Wendy Cope is famous for her humorous love poems (I long to see you, hear your voice/ my narcissistic object-choice), but in my opinion really comes into her own in her parodies. My favourite of these (and it’s a rich field) … Continue reading →

Posted in Adventures in short blogging- a brisk tour of some long-standing influences and favourites, Reading watching listening thinking | Tagged books, humour, poetry, Sylvia Plath, Wendy Cope | Leave a comment

Tag Archives: Sylvia Plath

The diary of another nobody

The view from Maslow’s Peak (III) – In my end is my beginning (a personal history)

The bee

Parodies and Wendy Cope – Some sort of record seemed vital

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