Times are changing. Self-publishing is no longer 'vanity publishing' - a vaguely embarrassing exercise in assuaging one's writerly ambitions by paying large sums of money for a small run of leather-bound copies of a book - but a very real and increasingly credible alternative to mainstream publishing.
This blog post will feature a selection. Like snapshots, these will include my personal experience, favourite songs, and books... an opportunity for keeping track of my ideas, and hope that you will enjoy it by reflecting on the fleeting moments of life, and seizing the enjoyable parts.
My one regret for the Festival of Love opening weekend is that I didn't get to explore the zones set up for the remaining six types of love, all of them different in presentation as well as concept (though I for one would have loved to listen to some mildly pragmatic poetry.)
Around the fourth century B.C. - in the Gregorian rather than the Middle-earth calendar - Plato and a couple of wise old friends pondered the formation of ethics.
My first reaction to this news was that I should read something substantial about one of the biggest conflicts in human history; perhaps Max Hastings huge new book on the subject, or some of that famous poetry that everyone is supposed to read in British schools. What about the extensive reports that all British newspapers are featuring about WW1?