Monthly Archives: September 2007

burma: living silence


I’ve been reading blogs out of Burma this month. I wont get into the current crisis or the Myanmar militia because there are much better writers in far better positions to discuss it. I wont even comment on the US media relegating the story to ‘Page 9’ or CNN and Fox News choosing to headline

wise blood


“The Church Without Christ…where the blind don’t see and the lame don’t walk and what’s dead stays that way.” – Wise Blood – – – – – – – – – – – – – I’m a huge fan of Flannery O’Connor so when someone asked me to name my favourite novel I said Wise

the ungodly hour


I should be in bed. Dreaming. Or at least trying to. It’s one of the reasons I’ve put off having children – I’d rather have sleep. But I’m not getting any. Insomnia does not rock. When I was ten I went seven months not sleeping Sunday through Thursday. I’d snooze fine on Fridays and Saturdays

the morning’s introduction…


I’m Buffy and I grew up in way-back Appalachia – not exactly on Walton’s Mountain, but not far from it either. I came to the UK in 98 as a postgrad. Plan was to leave after a year. Plans change. If you look real hard you can find me in X and Y. I used

amber


Whenever I’m asked to list a ‘best feature’ I say HEAD. Not because I’m smart or anything, but because my forehead is large and it’s usually the thing people notice first. If I’m pressed to be serious, I say EYES. Because they’re right below my forehead and people notice them next. A perfectly acceptable optometrist