So after a long day in London town madness, I think a quote to end the day is one of positivity. That glass should never be half empty (unless it just is):
'Her glass was not only half full, it was gold plated with a permanent refill.' (When God Was A Rabbit, p. 64).
One of my favourite quotes to date. We should all be more like this. Smile.
Life requires chilli. Life requires words. This is a blog about all things words: from Ibsen to the iPad2.
Tuesday, 31 May 2011
Sunday, 29 May 2011
Books: Print versus Digital. The Flipback Revolution
So we are all aware of the digital revolution encapsulating the world of publishing, changing the world of books as we know it, or have known it. But what do we really think? An utter travesty at the thought of a world dominated by Kindles and e-readers? Or will the traditional format remain strong and work alongside its digital counterpart? Only time will tell.
In the meantime publishers are creating new ways of capturing the portability of the digital format in a more traditional print book format. Et voila, Hodder & Stoughton's 'Flipback' revolution. An absolutely genius, innovatory invention in my opinion, mixing the old with the new and creating an entirely new format of book to cater for a market evolving in nature and personal interest, towards a culture of reading at speed and on the move. Check out the website and feed back with your thoughts on this crafty little idea for a new style of reading.
http://www.flipbackbooks.com/
In the meantime publishers are creating new ways of capturing the portability of the digital format in a more traditional print book format. Et voila, Hodder & Stoughton's 'Flipback' revolution. An absolutely genius, innovatory invention in my opinion, mixing the old with the new and creating an entirely new format of book to cater for a market evolving in nature and personal interest, towards a culture of reading at speed and on the move. Check out the website and feed back with your thoughts on this crafty little idea for a new style of reading.
http://www.flipbackbooks.com/
Saturday, 28 May 2011
Words as the Discourse of Life
So the idea of this blog is to talk about words, to use words in order to discuss other words. Sounds pretty simple really and maybe a little self-indulgent, but there it is. I think a lot of what we say can be deemed fairly useless, a conversation filler, small talk, discussing the English weather perhaps.
But then there are those flashes of genius, those witty little remarks that stand alone as linguistic flare, and just a little insight into your persona, your mind's eye. And that is what I want to capture: those little retorts, personal musings, the first thing that comes into your head that day. Your word of the day. Your sentence of the day. Or just some clever use of language: a cheeky pun, witticism, or that loveable innuendo. Or even a word that simply sticks in your head for no apparent reason.
The word is the physical representation of a deeper psychological manifestation.. and I want to hear it.
My donation to the discourse of life comes from a recent experience at a small Cuban bar in North London. Waking up the following Sunday morning, a concoction of words springs to mind, a mixture of chemistry-related thoughts from my GCSE years and flash-backs of hot Cuban contact, (no air conditioning in the bar?) my Sunday morning musing is as follows:
Positively charged ions (CATions) : attracted to the Cathode.
Negatively charged ions (ANions) : attracted to the Anode.
Sexually charged ions (MANions) : attracted to the Cuban in Camden.
And these are my thoughts on words as the discourse of life.
But then there are those flashes of genius, those witty little remarks that stand alone as linguistic flare, and just a little insight into your persona, your mind's eye. And that is what I want to capture: those little retorts, personal musings, the first thing that comes into your head that day. Your word of the day. Your sentence of the day. Or just some clever use of language: a cheeky pun, witticism, or that loveable innuendo. Or even a word that simply sticks in your head for no apparent reason.
The word is the physical representation of a deeper psychological manifestation.. and I want to hear it.
My donation to the discourse of life comes from a recent experience at a small Cuban bar in North London. Waking up the following Sunday morning, a concoction of words springs to mind, a mixture of chemistry-related thoughts from my GCSE years and flash-backs of hot Cuban contact, (no air conditioning in the bar?) my Sunday morning musing is as follows:
Positively charged ions (CATions) : attracted to the Cathode.
Negatively charged ions (ANions) : attracted to the Anode.
Sexually charged ions (MANions) : attracted to the Cuban in Camden.
And these are my thoughts on words as the discourse of life.
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