Tag Archives: James Joyce

Dead souls soliloquy (for Archie Loss)

Posted on November 9, 2017 by pinklightsabre

The cat is all business, can be found in the morning by the garage door flap like a killer in the shadows waiting in the dark for anything trying to get inside. Dawn remarked, there’s mouse innards in the utility … Continue reading →

Posted in Memoir, writing | Tagged Archie Loss, Behrend college, Dubliners, James Joyce, Joy Division, Memoir, mid-life crisis, pacific northwest, sense imagery, stream-of-consciousness, The Dead, William Pearse writer, writing | 11 Comments

“Hang on to yourself” (the faith, identity theme)

Posted on June 14, 2017 by pinklightsabre

Half-way complete today! This is a series of posts I started in late May and plan to continue for 40 days, with a goal of hitting 50,000 words by July 5. It’s inspired by a three-day solo trek on the … Continue reading →

Posted in identity, inspiration, Memoir, writing | Tagged Bowie, Bowie on identity, coming of age, corporate america, ego, field notes, humor, identity, James Joyce, Memoir, mid-life crisis, portrait of the artist, Starbucks, William Pearse writer, work life balance | 11 Comments

The rat torture scene reveal | Field notes from the Pacific coast

Posted on June 9, 2017 by pinklightsabre

This is a series of posts I started in late May and plan to continue for 40 days, with a goal of hitting 50,000 words by July 5 (now +25% complete!). It’s inspired by a three-day solo trek on the … Continue reading →

Posted in identity, Memoir, writing | Tagged 1984, field notes from the pacific coast, Harry Potter, identity, James Joyce, magic, Memoir, pacific northwest, Pacific Northwest hiking, Superstition, travel, William Pearse writer, writing process | 24 Comments

Pledge made in Galway last December

Posted on December 30, 2016 by pinklightsabre

I came down to the lake after I left my job and talked to the unemployment office on the cell phone. They said I was eligible for X dollars but just because you’re eligible doesn’t mean you’ll get it, you … Continue reading →

Posted in writing | Tagged identity, James Joyce, Memoir, travel, William Shakespeare, work-life balance, writing technique | 18 Comments

Spellbound colander of treetops amid bruised cloud aperture

Posted on November 30, 2016 by pinklightsabre

It’s funny, when I think about James Joyce now I wonder how much of his art is judged by what he said vs. how he said it, the fact he freed others to rethink writing: or that his book went … Continue reading →

Posted in death, musings, writing | Tagged blogging, censorship in literature, copywriting, how to earn money as a writer, how to monetize your blog, James Joyce, James Joyce The Dead, James Joyce Ulysses, Memoir, prose, William Pearse writer | 24 Comments

‘You got a decent enough do in the Brazen Head for a bob’

Posted on December 9, 2015 by pinklightsabre

Running from our flat to the oldest bar in Ireland in the rain because you have to do that at least once in life, and it’s so close I make it there without losing my breath and find the same … Continue reading →

Posted in travel, writing | Tagged allentown, Brendan Behan, Chester Beatty, drinking, expats, humor, Irish independence, Irish writers, James Joyce, Patrick Pearse, Sterling Hotel, Temple Bar, the Brazen Head, travel, Ulysses, writing | 14 Comments

Rattle my bones all over the stones

Posted on December 6, 2015 by pinklightsabre

Saturday, all of us on damp streets swaddled against the wind coming off Dublin Bay, wandering northeast from our flat past large churches, intersections where the asphalt’s painted LOOK RIGHT, LOOK LEFT, and the people have complexions that remind me … Continue reading →

Posted in travel, writing | Tagged 764-HERO, David Foster Wallace, Dublin, expats, James Joyce, Memoir, Mount Rainier, pacific northwest, Seattle, Seattle indie music, The Smiths, travel, traveling with kids, Ulysses, writing | 29 Comments