Glass-and-Sand

Futile musings of an old ghost

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  • Mum was the Ultimate Cherished Bookish 20

    Mum was the Ultimate Cherished Bookish 20

    My Mum My Mum was a great reader, words were her world, and I have probably inherited her habit of reading several books at the same time. We thought a lot, and talked about, characters, plots and history. Our other passion was cinema, I remember, with longing, our little “art et essais” shop in the…

  • Bookish

    Bookish

    My Mum was a great reader, words were her world, and I have probably inherited her habit of reading several books at the same time. We thought a lot, and talked about, characters, plots and history. Our other passion was cinema, I remember, with longing, our little “art et essais” shop in the neighbourhood. There…

  • The hinge of happiness 17

    The hinge of happiness 17

    The author reflects on the importance of writing in leisure time, identifying it as a connection between reading and various activities like exercising and photography. Writing emerges as a vital means of communication and mental exploration that fosters happiness and confidence, encouraging personal growth and emotional balance through creative expression.

  • The hinge of happiness

    The hinge of happiness

    Reading is at the centre, for without learning from others, their experience and their pains and joys, growing is impossible. In a bracket of what comes next, within the realm of the possible, are writing, exercising and photography, the latter a hook for inspiration, sometime the starting point of the other two. Exercising is walking…

  • The Wild Garden in Winter 16

    The Wild Garden in Winter 16

    It’s not far, it’s there, we just have to open the bay window, and we are in. In winter it is very special, and secret. Many people live there, some we know well, others we only hear the gossips about, little gremlins, small creatures of the night, or big ones, who knows. We have visited,…

  • The wild garden

    The wild garden

    It’s not far, it’s there, we just have to open the bay window, and we are in. In winter it is very special, and secret. Many people live there, some we know well, others we only hear the gossips about, little gremlins, small creatures of the night, or big ones, who knows. We have visited,…

  • Fun with you 99

    Fun with you 99

    The writer describes five ways they have fun with a person, including teasing and being sweet to them, helping with photography, and sharing a private and seductive connection. The person is described as generous and appreciative of the fun they have together, valuing the aspect of seduction in their relationship.

  • Fun with you

    Fun with you

    First and foremost I tease him, tell him is not the alpha somebody he thinks he is, and then I am, for a while, sweet to him, you know, the way we can be… This of course is very private, personal, coz’ I know him so well (and then, I am single, no-one else to…

  • Sweet old Thing

    Sweet old Thing

    The trouble is, she understands everything. The real question is: is she trying to make me understand something, and have I have missed it, all that time. So I asked her: her beautiful green eyes considered me for a while, she stretched, and went back to her meditation. Some time later, it reached my feeble…

  • Quel nom!

    Quel nom!

    Volumes have been written about Honoré! It’s the name of several sovereigns of Monaco, starting with the first one, and of course the forename of several interesting people, like Honoré de Balzac, or Honoré Daumier, or Honoré d’Urfé, author of “L’Astrée“… It was the name of a ship, of a film, about the historical warrior…

  • I did it!

    I did it!

    I ‘d asked my question several minutes past, so so it seemed. The old fellow was puffing on his pipe, philosophically, then he said: “When I was a lad , still at school, I wanted to be an officer. Somehow, I saw this as the goal to attain, the way to be someone, to become…

  • Marcus 4

    Marcus 4

    As it happened, my judo and swordplay partner came to visit me a few times, every time more charming, fitter, and keener. I had to apply to my commanding officer, Major-General Sterkz, for the permission for her to stay, and eventually we had to formalise our situation. Alexandra, M-G Sterkz, was sympathetic (“You can’t stay…