by Notley Notes - Anna Myra Notley | Apr 16, 2022 | For Adults, Short Stories
A story about our interaction with the natural world, the importance of roots, and how every soul in this world needs a place of their own, however small. Excerpt: …Hannah held tightly to her father as if to a storm-tossed raft in a gale. He was warm and solid, his...
by Notley Notes - Anna Myra Notley | Apr 16, 2022 | Collected Quotes, Latest Reads
Quote 1: ‘Kierkegaard thinks that music begins where language ends,’ Finnegan said. ‘Beyond language—or when language reaches its peak—you get music.’ I considered that. ‘I can’t believe we’re talking about Kierkegaard,’ I said. ‘You’re not. I am. And the...
by Notley Notes - Anna Myra Notley | Apr 16, 2022 | Collected Quotes, Latest Reads
Mma Potokwani was watching her friend… ‘Dear friend,’ she said, ‘of course I shall help you. Of course, I shall. And we shall start tomorrow, first thing. After breakfast, that is.’ ‘I would never do anything before breakfast,’ said Mma Ramotswe. And they both...
by Notley Notes - Anna Myra Notley | Apr 16, 2022 | Collected Quotes, Latest Reads
Grief is a sea made of your own tears. Salty swells cover the dark depths you must swim at your own pace. It takes time to build stamina. Some days, my arms sliced through the water, and I felt things would be okay, the shore wasn’t so far off. Then one memory, one...
by Notley Notes - Anna Myra Notley | Apr 16, 2022 | Collected Quotes, Latest Reads
Quote 1: When I looked up through the web of trees, the night fell over me, and for a moment I lost my boundaries, feeling like the sky was my own skin and the moon was my heart beating up there in the dark. Quote 2: … what I felt was magnetic and so big it ached like...
