Category: Published by Amelia
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For two nights in a row, it became too chilly in the back bedroom for my damaged lungs to cope. As I lay in bed, I could feel the chill creeping in. At first, it was just a gentle caress of cool air against my skin. But as the night wore on, the cold grew…
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I’ve often failed at Love, and it’s such cruel irony that perhaps the greatest gift of all is often the most rejected. Even more cruelly ironic is that Love is often used as the best excuse we have for doing evil deeds. Love is often what leads us to lie, cheat, deceive, and suffer. I’m…
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Every morning, I must remind myself that I must be a champion of Love. It’s not just a feeling or an emotion; it reverberates through every fiber of my being. Being the most loving person I can is the key to who I am, and my purpose in life is to spread that Love to…
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“When a true genius appears in the world, you may know him by this sign, that the dunces are all in confederacy against him.” – Jonathan Swift, Thoughts on Various Subjects, Moral and Diverting John Swift’s aphorism about the Confederacy of Dunces is more than just a quote from a great 18th century essayist. It…
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I’ve come to understand my own often complex and dizzying thought process as a vibrant medley of colors, textures, and patterns. Unlike many people, though, who find solace in the simplicity of order and the comfort of structure, I’ve learned to love chaos. Most people in my life have tried to morph me into a…
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We live in an era characterized by unprecedented connectivity and yet, paradoxically, also burgeoning divisiveness. This is why, for me, E.B. White’s call in his essay ‘Intimations’ to find individuals “big enough to love the whole planet” reverberates with a profound urgency. White’s words from December 1941 beckon us to envision a society nurtured by…
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Once Upon a Truth… In the beginning, there was Truth. No questions asked, carved into stone tablets and shouted from mountaintops by bearded men with suspiciously confident eyebrows. You knew where you stood. Reality was what the guy with the staff and the fire-belching bush said it was. These were the good old days, back…
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Let’s not pretend we live in a rational world. We reside, often too comfortably I might add, in a full-throttle, glitter-drenched Charlatans’ Paradise. Our modern world has become a kingdom ruled by confidence artists in limited-edition sneakers and bespoke suits, armed with buzzwords, ring lights, and disturbingly bright teeth. Our national pastime isn’t baseball anymore;…
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Back when I was offering manuscript editing services, I wrote up 8 tips for writing a great children’s book manuscript. I myself wanted to dabble in the realm of children’s literature, as E.B. White did with Charlotte’s Web, Stuart Little, and Trumpet of the Swan. However, my own dabbling in fiction has led me to…
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“The limits of my language mean the limits of my world” – Ludwig Wittgenstein, Philosophical Investigations For years, I’ve felt that nearly every single word I utter is but a shadow of the thought I wish to convey. Indeed, human expression is often forcibly funneled into the narrow alleyways of symbols and allegory, what we colloquially…