Tag: fiction

• Ephemera

  Ephemera. I love the word: it evokes the transience of everyday things. It is the plural of ephemeron, from the Greek neuter of ephēmeros, meaning ‘lasting only a day’. It reminds me of the poem ‘Dust of Snow’ by Robert Frost: The way a crow Shook down on me A dust of snow From a…

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  October 20, 2026

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  ephemera, fiction, memories, transcience, writing

• Beauty and the daemon

  Whoa…! Hybristophilia? I love new words; I enjoy trying to figure out what they mean before I look them up. The philia part seems easy enough: it’s from the Greek word for fondness, or love. But the hybristo didn’t ring any memory bells; the sound of the word reminded me of the Nabisco Shredded Wheat…

  gozzter

  February 25, 2026

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  animals, feminist viewpoint, fiction, hybristophilia, stories, symbolic ruse, Violence, words

• Are you telling the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth…?

  I’m confused about a lot of things I suppose, but lately I have been vexed by the removal of ‘offensive’ books from the shelves of libraries both here and in the USA: books disguising themselves as ‘nonfiction’ when their detractors are convinced they are actually fictional (and hence not to be believed). I used to…

  gozzter

  March 5, 2025

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  books, fiction, nonfiction, reading, Truth, writing

• Fake lies?

  Recently, I’ve been thinking a lot about truth, but not for the reasons you might expect. Not because of the abundance of ‘fake news’ about which we seem to be constantly reminded, and not necessarily because I’ve been occasionally embarrassed in a lie, nor because of the tangled web you wove when first you practiced…

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  January 6, 2021

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  Albert Camus, assertions, authorial authority, boundary markers, David Hume, deception, edges, Emar Maier, ethics, Fake news, fiction, George Orwell, H.P. Grice, imagination, imaginative resistance, lies, literary fiction, literature, Plato, reportage, Sir Philip Sidney, speech acts, the paradox of fiction, trespassing, Truth, University of Groningen

• Presume Not that I am the Thing I Was.

  We are all stories, aren’t we? But as I slip further down the years, I wonder about my story. Some of it I suppose I don’t remember, and yet what I do might still be suspect –a revision I make even as I think about it. Memory doesn’t reproduce the past so much as create…

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  January 24, 2018

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  Age, Alan Watts, BBC news, bus stop, emoji, fiction, gay sign, Hilary Mantel, history, interpretations, memories, mysteries, puzzles, stories, the past