Other times when I hear the wind blow
I feel that just hearing the wind blow makes it worth being born.
— Fernando Pessoa, The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro
Notes: Photo – DK @ Cove Island Park. Poem: Thank you The Vale of Soul Making
Miracle. All of It.
January 11, 2022 by 20 Comments
Notes: Post title Inspired by Albert Einstein’s quote: “There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle.
Saturday Morning
December 18, 2021 by 17 Comments
Brian Wilson went to bed for three years. Jean-Michel Basquiat would spend all day in bed. Monica Ali, Charles Bukowski, Marcel Proust, Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Tracey Emin, Emily Dickinson, Edith Sitwell, Frida Kahlo, William Wordsworth, René Descartes, Mark Twain, Henri Matisse, Kathy Acker, Derek Jarman and Patti Smith all worked or work from bed and they’re productive people. (Am I protesting too much?) Humans take to their beds for all sorts of reasons: because they’re overwhelmed by life, need to rest, think, recover from illness and trauma, because they’re cold, lonely, scared, depressed – sometimes I lie in bed for weeks with a puddle of depression in my sternum – to work, even to protest (Emily Dickinson, John and Yoko). Polar bears spend six months of the year sleeping, dormice too. Half their lives are spent asleep, no one calls them lazy. There’s a region in the South of France, near the Alps, where whole villages used to sleep through the seven months of winter – I might be descended from them. And in 1900, it was recorded that peasants from Pskov in northwest Russia would fall into a deep winter sleep called lotska for half the year: ‘for six whole months out of the twelve to be in the state of Nirvana longed for by Eastern sages, free from the stress of life, from the need to labour, from the multitudinous burdens, anxieties, and vexations of existence’.
— Viv Albertine, To Throw Away Unopened: A Memoir (Faber & Faber Social; May 8, 2018)
Notes: Photo via S L @ gingermias @ Unsplash. Quote via neverneverland
Walking. With All-Clear Signal.
October 16, 2021 by 43 Comments
6:00 am. yesterday. Twilight. Cove Island Park morning walk. 528 days. Almost in a row.
Parking lot is full. I mean full…and don’t like it. Daylight Savings Time ends November 7th. Spring Forward. Fall Back. It can’t come soon enough. Clear this park of its Humans.
Fall Back.
Fall Back.
Doctor’s Office. One month ago.
“Have you fallen down?”
“Sure.”
“Sure?”
“Yes.”
“What do you mean?”
Early morning walk. Right toe catches large stone on beach. Think Stop, Drop and Roll. But without the Stop and Roll. It’s Drop and Splat. Entire moment happens so fast, I’m rattled. Laying face first.
He prods and pokes around my abdomen. Lifts my shirt. Slides it back down again.
“What’s this?”
Same morning. Still mostly darkish twilight. I’ve brushed myself off. I’m walking beside the break wall. The pokey end of tree branch, sharp, dry, catches me on forehead, an inch above my eye. My good eye.
“Hmmmmm. Who’s your GP?” [Read more…]
Monday Morning Wake-Up Call
September 20, 2021 by 32 Comments
Experience one beautiful thing a day. However small. However trivial. Read a poem. Play a favorite song. Laugh with a friend. Gaze at the sky just before the sun’s final tumble toward night. Watch a classic movie. Eat a slice of lemon drizzle cake. Whatever. Just give yourself one simple reminder that the world is full of wonders. Even if we are at a point in life where we can’t appreciate things, it sometimes helps to remember there are things in this world to enjoy, when we are ready.
— Matt Haig, with “One Beautiful Thing” in “The Comfort Book” (Penguin Life, July 6, 2021)
Notes:
- Photo: DK with Waxing Gibbous Moon. 8:46 pm. September 19, 2021.
- Thank you Anneli for the one gratitude a day inspiration.
Monday Morning Wake-Up Call
May 17, 2021 by 6 Comments
Compared to the alternate realities that could have happened, how can I want for anything more in this one?
— Gina Frangello, Blow Your House Down: A Story of Family, Feminism, and Treason (Counterpoint, April 6, 2021)
Notes: NY Times Editor’s Choice 9 New Books We Recommend This Week (May 13, 2021)
Walking. With Abby.
May 1, 2021 by 48 Comments
360 consecutive days. Like in a row. Morning walk @ Daybreak.
Sun rises at 5:52 a.m, twilight is ~ 50 to 60 minutes earlier. You can do the math. Early.
I’m on I-95 N. I shift in my seat and an electric current fires from lower back, through hip, down the leg and sizzles all the way down to the toes.
I’m back in Physical Therapy. PT, is what the cool people call it. Diagnosis? Not pulled hamstring, but lower back (again). Two weeks in, better, but far from rehabbed.
I ease out of the car, and my conversation with my new Therapist flashes back.
“Where’s Abby?”
“Abby?” [Read more…]
Monday Morning Wake-Up Call
April 12, 2021 by 17 Comments
I don’t know who I am becoming. I like who I am becoming, I just haven’t fully met her yet. I don’t think I can go back to a “before.” I don’t think I fit into that life anymore. I’ve just grown and changed, and many priorities and values have shifted. My peak excitement right now is getting ready for baby ducks on the farm in spring. I like the slowness of things right now.
— Mary Fugate, 31, who works in higher education, moved home from Cincinnati to Punxsutawney, Pa., from “Emerging From the Coronavirus” in The New York Times, April 5, 2021
Photo: Paul Rioux
All I need is…?
October 3, 2020 by 78 Comments
Yesterday, WordPress sent a congratulations email to celebrate another year blogging on WordPress. I deleted it without reading the details. Another year. Ho Hum.
4 days ago, Mimi drops me an email inquiring about post absences. “Out of character. What’s Up? You ok?” Uninspired, was the response.
This morning Sawsan sends a text: “3 Consecutive Days of late posts, did you move to a new time zone?” Nope. Like Roberto Duran, No Mas.
So, I walk. Cove Island Loop. Outside never fails to inspire.
I get home to jot down my notes.
I search my email trash bin to find the WordPress anniversary message.
My first post was in October 2011. 9 years ago. 9 years of Life.
I turn my attention back to this post.
And I’m blank…
Blank but for passages in Hisham Matar’s Pulitzer Prize winning memoir, The Return, and two related thoughts.
- “…like the fan shape the fisherman’s net leaves when it touches the surface of the water, was only momentarily perceptible…” I hope that in some small way this blog has brought some enjoyment to your day.
- “No amount of gratitude would be sufficient.”
Thank you all.
Image: Edited from bloggingmode.com
Sunday Morning
August 23, 2020 by 8 Comments
I asked him what he thought it meant for our lives, for how we spend them, for what they mean. He said our lives mean nothing except as a cycle of regeneration, that we are incomprehensibly brief sparks, just as the animals are, that we are no more important than they are, no more worthy of life than any living creature. That in our self-importance, in our search for meaning, we have forgotten how to share the planet that gave us life. Tonight I write him a letter telling him I think he was right. But that also I think there is meaning, and it lives in nurturing, in making life sweeter for ourselves, and for those around us.
— Charlotte McConaghy, Migrations: A Novel (Flatiron Books, August 4, 2020)
Photo: Sparks by Christine Lynch
Lightly Child, Lightly
July 23, 2020 by 22 Comments
You wander in and out of rain.
The city encloses you. You feel
the darkening of its metals, above ground
and below. Every night
you touch a boundary you don’t understand.
Even asleep you crave sleep,
you hold the moving hours like water.
Rickety dreams, a high feeling of poplars
at the far edge of two fields. Motors
carry you, or your feet pull you forward
in cool dispersals of color.
What happens each day to you
is delicate craft and commerce, each promising
everything, promising
nothing. You are close…
Your weightlessness
is that of summer trees
and seaside towns…
— Joanna Klink, from “Portrait In Summer” in “The Nightfields”
Notes:
- Photo: jasonjko (Honolulu, Hawaii) Quote: adrasteiax
- Post Title & Inspiration: Aldous Huxley: “It’s dark because you are trying too hard. Lightly child, lightly. Learn to do everything lightly. Yes, feel lightly even though you’re feeling deeply. Just lightly let things happen and lightly cope with them.”
Lightly Child, Lightly
July 16, 2020 by 26 Comments
Life on Earth is quite a bargain.
Dreams, for one, don’t charge admission.
Illusions are costly only when lost.
The body has its own installment plan.
And as an extra, added feature,
you spin on the planets’ carousel for free,
and with it you hitch a ride on the intergalactic blizzard,
with times so dizzying
that nothing here on Earth can even tremble.
Just take a closer look:
the table stands exactly where it stood,
the piece of paper still lies where it was spread,
through the open window comes a breath of air,
the walls reveal no terrifying cracks
through which nowhere might extinguish you.
— Wisława Szymborska, from “Here”
Notes:
- Photo: Madame Grunlich. Quote: Thank you Beth @ Alive on All Channels
- Post Title & Inspiration: Aldous Huxley: “It’s dark because you are trying too hard. Lightly child, lightly. Learn to do everything lightly. Yes, feel lightly even though you’re feeling deeply. Just lightly let things happen and lightly cope with them.”
Sunday Morning
May 17, 2020 by 37 Comments
My cousin’s last day was spent out on his bike, a seventy-mile ride on a Saturday morning. He did the ride alone, and nobody had any contact with him after that. At some time in the next twenty-four hours he died, and his body was found by the police on Monday morning when his employer called them, worried because he hadn’t turned up for work. He always turned up for work.
I would wish for my last day to involve an act of freedom–a walk by the ocean, a long bike ride, something I love. I hope that the walk and the bike ride were suffused with joy, with pleasure, for my stepdad and my cousin. Neither knew it was their last time to do that thing. If they’d known, would they have enjoyed it more or less? Eventually, everything has to be done for the final time. There must be many things that, without our realising it, already fall into that category for all of us.
Final acts acquire holiness. My stepdad’s walk that day has. When we go to Ireland we almost always take the same route. We look out on the sea because it’s the last sea he saw. We write his name in the sand. We reflect, each of us inwardly, that one day we will never see this place again either. It’s a dull shock.
If finality makes something holy then every moment is holy, because every moment could be the last. That’s a thought we spend too cheaply. Live each day as if it’s your last, we think, and then we don’t. Everything is holy. It’s only when we die that the holiness is called up. But it was always holy, all along.
— Samantha Harvey, The Shapeless Unease: A Year of Not Sleeping (Grove Press; May 12, 2020)
Photo: Mine. 5:23 a.m. A Holy Moment, on Sunday, a Holy Day. Cove Island Park Stamford, CT.
Sunday Morning
May 2, 2020 by 48 Comments
First blossoms.
Seeing them extends my life seventy-five more years.
~Matsuo Bashō, “haiku 96”, from “Reading Basho with My Ten Year Old” in Paris Review, April 29, 2020
Notes:
- Photo: DK on Run This morning. 6:11 am.
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Matsuo Bashō, born 松尾 金作, was the most famous poet of the Edo period in Japan. He is recognized as the greatest master of haiku. He was born in 1644 and died in 1694
Sunday Morning
April 5, 2020 by 19 Comments
“Mansfield’s last note, from an unfinished story, ends with an observation that only the dying Mansfield would make: “It was an exquisite day. It was one of those days so clear, so still, so silent you almost feel the earth itself has stopped in astonishment at its own beauty.”
~ Yiyun Li, Dear Friend, from My Life I Write to You in Your Life
She always bats 1.000
April 1, 2020 by 19 Comments
As Rob Watson, one of my favorite environmental teachers, likes to remind people: “Mother Nature is just chemistry, biology and physics. That’s all she is.”
You cannot sweet-talk her. You cannot spin her. You cannot manipulate her. And you certainly cannot tell her, “Mother Nature, stop ruining my beautiful stock market.”
No, no, no. Mother Nature will always and only do whatever chemistry, biology and physics dictate, and “Mother Nature always bats last,” says Watson, “and she always bats 1.000.”
Do not mess with Mother Nature.
~ Thomas L. Friedman, With the Coronavirus, It’s Again Trump vs. Mother Nature (NY Times, March 31, 2020)
Photo: Economic Times
Beth Takes The Proust Questionnaire
January 10, 2020 by 29 Comments
- What is your current state of mind? I am calm, peaceful, happy, looking forward to the new year and new adventures.
- What is your favorite journey? A long walk through the woods.
- What is your idea of perfect happiness? My family and friends happy and healthy, me in love, a book, a hot cup of coffee, a good film, a blanket.
- What is your greatest fear? That I would outlive one of my children
- What is your most marked characteristic? My ability to always see the positive side of things
- What is the trait you most deplore in yourself? My lack of control over my blurting or interrupting (just because I’m excited or have a story or idea)
- What is the trait you most deplore in others? Cruelty.
- What is your greatest extravagance? Very soft things- clothes, scarves, fabric, blankets, bed – worth every penny
- What do you consider the most overrated virtue? Having to be the best
- On what occasion do you lie? To save someone’s heart
- Dislike most about your appearance? My height is 5′ 3″ – it would be fun to be tall sometimes, but I’m okay with it overall
- Which living person do you most despise? Our current president – so much cruelty flows from him
- Which words or phrases do you most overuse? ‘done’
- What is your greatest regret? that I wasn’t able to have more time with my daughters when they were young and I was busy trying to make life better for all of us
- What or who is the greatest love of your life? my family
- When and where were you happiest? when all of my family is together
- Which talent would you most like to have? to be a singer with a beautiful voice and a dancer with grace
- If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be? to spend more time helping those less fortunate in life
- If you could change one thing about your family, what would it be? that they would never have to suffer
- What do you consider your greatest achievement? my children
- What is your most treasured possession? my 7 dollar wooden kitchen table made from one plank of wood (found at the Salvation Army and a gift from my children)
- What do you regard as the lowest depth of misery? losing a love
- Where would you like to live? in a quiet small home near the water and woods
- What is your favorite occupation? writing
- What is the quality you most like in a man? kindness, compassion, humor, honesty
- What is the quality you most like in a woman? same as #25
- What do you most value in your friends? loyalty
- Who are your favorite writers? pat conroy, roald dahl, ann patchett, fredrick backman, david sedaris, bill bryson, erma bombeck, rod serling
- Who is your favorite hero of fiction? King Arthur
- What is it that you most dislike? clowns/dentists
- Who are your heroes in real life? children
- How would you like to die? asleep in my soft bed, dreaming
- If you were to die and come back as a person or thing, what do you think it would be? a pygmy goat living on a lavender farm
- What is your motto? “this is the best day ever.”
- Bonus Question: How did you find my blog? I have no memory of my stumbling upon you, just that is was a pleasant experience from the get-go
- Bonus Question: Why do you keep coming back to this Blog? because it is beautiful, heartfelt, thoughtful, kind, and intelligent. it offers me food for thought and a wonderful aesthetic experience, plus I love to give my feedback/opinion.
Notes:
- Beth is a virtual friend and faithful follower (and me of her blog) and she kindly agreed to share her responses to the Proust Questionnaire. When I think of Beth, I think of her in response #5. She is exceptional. You can find her website and bio here: I didn’t have my glasses on.
- See prior Proust Questionnaires.
- The Proust Questionnaire has its origins in a parlor game popularized (though not devised) by Marcel Proust, the French essayist and novelist, who believed that, in answering these questions, an individual reveals his or her true nature. (Source: Vanity Fair)
Mimi Takes The Proust Questionnaire
January 7, 2020 by 32 Comments
- What is your current state of mind? A pint of grateful with a chaser of anxiety.
- What is your favorite journey? Any road that leads to my kids. And I love Paris…and the beach…and the mountains. I fear I’m going to struggle with this questionnaire, but I figure Proust would too.
- What is your idea of perfect happiness? My family together, happy, healthy and belly laughing.
- What is your greatest fear? Anything happening to anyone I love
- What is your most marked characteristic? I have no clue, so I cheated. Upon asking a few people who know me well..a friend said ‘kind’’; Andy said ‘you’re short’; my kids said ‘perceptive, empathic, entertaining, sincere and relatable’. I love my kids.
- What is the trait you most deplore in yourself? I apologize for everything – even the poop that’s not mine. A former boss who later became a friend once told me that he had never met anyone who could advocate for others with the tenacity and passion that I did and he had never met anyone who was so awful at speaking up for themselves. C’est moi.
- What is the trait you most deplore in others? Refusal to own what’s theirs (or in the vernacular people who don’t ‘own their shit’.) In the immortal words of Eric Clapton, ‘before you accuse me, take a look at yourself’. Please understand this as a general statement, there is absolutely no one to whom I’m directing this statement.
- What is your greatest extravagance? Being able to even consider one’s greatest extravagance is an extravagance few people really get to consider. I am humbled by how spoiled I am
- What do you consider the most overrated virtue? Any virtue in excess is overrated and tiresome
- On what occasion do you lie? if I think my words would hurt someone deeply. I will try to tell the truth, but I may wait until I’ve formulated the message and/or the person is better prepared to hear.
- Dislike most about your appearance? Seriously? Most days the list is too long to write here. Some days though I realize that I’m being superficial and stupid and embrace what is.
- Which living person do you most despise? I’ve got some pretty strong feelings about our current commander in chief, but the verb is too strong. I despise some of the decisions he has made, some of the beliefs he touts and I may not look at an orange in the same way again, but I hesitate to say that i despise anyone.
- Which words or phrases do you most overuse? Again, I deferred to those who speak with me the most…Andy offered up “I love you” a lot; Donna thinks I say ‘seriously?’; my kids think my most overused expressions are ‘will this matter to you in five years’, ‘who are you doing this for’, ‘everyone has to own their shit’ (see question 6)
- What is your greatest regret? Not getting my PhD or continuing with singing.
- What or who is the greatest love of your life? Andy, my kids and my grandkids
- When and where were you happiest? Snuggling with my granddaughters and listening to whatever they have to say
- Which talent would you most like to have? I wish I could draw. My sister is uber-talented and has the kind of artistic talent that my mom also had. Me? I can draw a mean stick figure…
- If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be? I’d be physically healthier.
- If you could change one thing about your family, what would it be? I’d see them more (and I see them a lot). My sister would live in closer proximity (like upstairs).
- What do you consider your greatest achievement? Hands down growing up with my kids. I realize that every parent says this and every parent means it. But, is there anything one can achieve that parallels the enormity and magnificence of playing a part in someone else’s development as a human being? And no joke, these men of mine are fabulous people.
- What is your most treasured possession? My wedding ring and my books
- What do you regard as the lowest depth of misery? Just thinking about anything unfortunate happening to those I love propels me to a place that is so dark and foreboding I have to quickly move away from this question. I was truly miserable when I was sick, but I didn’t know how sick I was, so I don’t think it counts.
- Where would you like to live? Wherever my family is of course…I’ve had the good fortune to travel to a slew of countries and have lived in many cities. As trite as it sounds, wherever my heart is is where I want to live.
- What is your favorite occupation? I know ‘mom’ isn’t an occupation, but it is the role I always wanted and exceeded my expectations when I became one. I loved my career, even though it involved some plot twists I didn’t anticipate. It might have been awesome to be on Broadway, but I didn’t have the ego (or the talent) for it.
- What is the quality you most like in a man? Humor, sensitivity, the ability to be present.
- What is the quality you most like in a woman? Humor, sensitivity, the ability to be present.
- What do you most value in your friends? Their ability to love me despite my flaws. My friends are trustworthy, smart, emotionally generous…and they like me.
- Who are your favorite writers? Seriously? From which century? Fiction or non-fiction? Essayist or poet?
- Who is your favorite hero of fiction? Again, there are too many coming to mind – Scout (To Kill A Mockingbird), Jo (Little Women), Charlotte (Charlotte’s Web), Max (Where The Wild Things Are), Ari (Exodus), any main character of Toni Morrison…I could go on…Holden Caulfield…
- What is it that you most dislike? Self-absorption
- Who are your heroes in real life? Greta Thornburg, Lizzo, John Lewis, Barack and Michelle Obama. This is a pretty fluid list, and it changes with the day – right now the firefighters in Australia are coming to mind.
- How would you like to die? Very old, very healthy and happy while dreaming a delicious dream.
- If you were to die and come back as a person or thing, what do you think it would be? If I were to come back – wait a minute, I’m not going anywhere.
- What is your motto? “Say yes – save your no’s for when you really need them”
- Bonus Question: How did you find my blog? Kismet, pal, kismet. Years ago when I first signed up for WordPress, I found you the first day and I’ve been at your mercy ever since.
- Bonus Question: Why do you keep coming back to this Blog?I agree with everyone who has already responded to this – your posts incite and excite, they are intriguing and thoughtful and at core, you write damn well. For me though the reason is really more personal and you’ll think I’m crazy. I immediately felt that I knew you, your work life, your family. Not in a creepy way – we both worked in professional services, my parents lived nearby, I grew up on the trains you take everyday. And you pushed me to say something. In your insistence and encouragement, I found some words to string together albeit lamely. I come back each day because your blog is diverse and amazing – and because it’s yours.
Notes:
- Mimi is a virtual friend and faithful follower and kindly agreed to share her responses to the Proust Questionnaire. She has been with me from the beginning and I consider her a critical inspiration in this blogging effort. And as you can see from her responses, she is something Special. You can find her website and bio here: Waiting for the Karma Truck.
- See prior Proust Questionnaires.
- The Proust Questionnaire has its origins in a parlor game popularized (though not devised) by Marcel Proust, the French essayist and novelist, who believed that, in answering these questions, an individual reveals his or her true nature. (Source: Vanity Fair)
Ray Takes The Proust Questionnaire
December 30, 2019 by 24 Comments
- What is your current state of mind? Restless.
- What is your favorite journey? A 3-week mission trip to Tanzania in 2007. My favorite Journey song however is Wheel in the Sky.
- What is your idea of perfect happiness? On the back porch with a book, a glass of bourbon, a cigar and a dog or two at my feet
- What is your greatest fear? Something happening to our daughters and now granddaughter.
- What is your most marked characteristic? Being comfortable in a room full of strangers.
- What is the trait you most deplore in yourself? Speaking before thinking
- What is the trait you most deplore in others? Not following up after promising to do so.
- What is your greatest extravagance? Fountain pens.
- What do you consider the most overrated virtue? Tolerance. Relativism is helping destroy our society.
- On what occasion do you lie? I have gotten better at telling the truth as I get older since I don’t get in trouble as much.
- Dislike most about your appearance? My three chins and four waists.
- Which living person do you most despise? I don’t hate/despise anyone, but would like to have a word or two in private with a few representatives from California.
- Which words or phrases do you most overuse? I polled my family and was advised: “Drive Gently”, “Swell”, “Roger that”.
- What is your greatest regret? At times, being selfish in my marriage.
- What or who is the greatest love of your life? My wife and daughters, but I think our granddaughter is positioning to take over.
- When and where were you happiest? Vacations at the beach.
- Which talent would you most like to have? To be able to sing in addition to playing the guitar. Played in a band for years, but can’t sing a note.
- If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be? See #6 above.
- If you could change one thing about your family, what would it be? To go back in time and get a do-over at being a better husband/father.
- What do you consider your greatest achievement? Helping raise three daughters into productive adulthood without getting pregnant or needing to be bailed out of jail.
- What is your most treasured possession? A photograph, taken on Memorial Day, 1976 of three men who had a profound impact on my understanding of life and real friendship. Background can be found here: A Difficult Task Indeed.
- What do you regard as the lowest depth of misery? Feeling worthless and unloved
- Where would you like to live? The beach. Any beach.
- What is your favorite occupation? As crazy as it may sound, I loved being a funeral director for the 30+ years I worked in that world.
- What is the quality you most like in a man? My, isn’t that a bit personal?
- What is the quality you most like in a woman? I’ll defer to my wife of 33 years.
- What do you most value in your friends? Rigorous Honesty. . . absence of any intent to deceive.
- Who are your favorite writers? Michael D. O’Brien and NYTs Best Selling Author, Andra Watkins
- Who is your favorite hero of fiction? John Galt
- What is it that you most dislike? People who pretend to like you, but sabotage you at every opportunity.
- Who are your heroes in real life? Don’t have any
- How would you like to die? In my sleep, after a great dinner out.
- If you were to die and come back, what do you think it would be? A dog living with one of our daughters.
- What is your motto? Life is short, dead is for a very long time.
- Bonus Question: How did you find my blog? I’m not sure how I found DK’s blog, but my WordPress stats page indicates that I began following it on April 22, 2012.
- Bonus Question: Why do you keep coming back to this Blog? Dk’s blog is like a box of chocolates. You never know what to expect each morning (when I read blogs) and you are never disappointed.
Notes:
- Photo of Ray Visotski and his beautiful Grandaughter Adeline Louise.
- Ray is a virtual friend and faithful follower (as I am of his blog) and he kindly agreed to share his responses to the Proust Questionnaire. Ray’s Blog can be found at Mitigating Chaos.
- See prior Proust Questionnaires.
- The Proust Questionnaire has its origins in a parlor game popularized (though not devised) by Marcel Proust, the French essayist and novelist, who believed that, in answering these questions, an individual reveals his or her true nature. (Source: Vanity Fair)
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