The cat who gave thanks
The nieghbourhood cat, whom we call Chow Ciao, but whose new owners have named something like Kira, has been visiting every morning….
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Thank you
Without readers, my novels wouldn’t exist. Oh, there would be words on a page, but they wouldn’t live in hearts and minds–which,…
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I am grateful for the language, brought on boats across the North Sea, grown from the land, sliced and spiced by Normans…
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This is my last post until Monday. I might do comments/tweets etc but no actual posts–unless something fabulous or terrible or excessively…
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Here in Seattle it’s a day of scudding cloud and lemon sun, and the outside world is very quiet: few cars, few…
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Nicola Griffith 