Category: Cornwall
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The Door Has Always Been Open
I tried the Virginia Woolf route. Everyone else seemed to find some holy map between her pages — Sylvia and Lillian, with their candlelit arguments and mystical comparisons. But for me?
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A Room of One’s Own — and Nowhere to Go
In A Room of One’s Own, Woolf argued that creative power needs space and independence to flourish. But she also said — and I’ve always remembered this — that even if Shakespeare’s sister had been born with talent, the world would not have let her survive it. Not then.
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Storm in a Teacup, or the Weight of a Day? Sylvia and Lillian Read Mrs Dalloway
“One woman worrying about gloves and seating plans, a man flinging himself out the window. Sounds like a waste of a day.”
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The Heart of Shadows and the Summer Solstice: Interweaving Nature, Belief, and Cornish Folklore
The Heart of Shadows and the Summer Solstice: Interweaving Nature, Belief, and Cornish Folklore
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“These Fragments I Have Shored Against My Ruins”
And isn’t that what The Waste Land was always about? Not war or ruin or post-war disillusionment, not really—but the terrible fact that intimacy is not a cure.
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Wren Writes Back: On Ruskin, Seeing Clearly, and the Strange Case of Poetry
But the longer I sat with it—the more I thought of what happened back in Falmouth—the more the line started to ring true.
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The Heart of Shadows at Beltane: Exploring the Thin Veil, Folklore, and the Psychological Influence of Ritual
Beltane and Samhain may both thin the veil, but Beltane’s upward movement calls forth entities that do not belong in the world of men. In the wrong hands, the Heart of Shadows could bridge that gap—with consequences that could echo through time.
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Echoes of History: Neptune, America, and Lincoln’s Ghostly Warning
“Remember,” his voice echoed softly, “a house divided against itself cannot stand.”
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The Green Man and the Power of Art
Lillian, arms folded, studied the piece. “Magnificent is one word for it.”
