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Deborah J. Brasket, Author

~ Writing on the Edge of the Wild

Deborah J. Brasket, Author

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Blogging, Another Way of “Breaking Bread”

July 8, 2018

Recently I wrote about blogging as virtual “love-making,” riffing on the new science which defines love as a“micro-moment of positivity resonance.”  But …

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Virtual Love-Making, Why We Blog

July 1, 2018

Often when I leave comments on a blog posts that moved me, I write “I love this post” or “I …

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The Rich and Sensual World of Scent

June 24, 2018

Lately I’ve become obsessed by scent.  Perfume, to be more precise.  I seldom wear it, which is why this obsession …

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Riffing on Roses, Beauty Past Knowing

June 17, 2018

Lately I’ve been playing with roses, photographing them at different stages in bloom, at different times of day, against varied backgrounds, just …

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Dancing Through Time and Space, Pinching Ourselves Awake

June 10, 2018

As you read this, I’ll have flown across the Atlantic and landed in Madrid. I may be strolling through the …

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Romancing Europe – Coming Soon!

June 4, 2018

The last time I was in Europe we were sailing on La Gitana. We came up the Red Sea, through …

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Within the White Hot Flow of Writing

May 31, 2018

That’s where I am. Where I love to be. I began a new novel almost as soon as I finished …

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“To Be Replaced by Love” – George Saunders’ Wish for Graduates

May 28, 2018

With graduation season upon us, I thought I’d re-share the most inspiring graduation speech I ever read. One by the …

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Pinch Me! Writers House Accepts My Novel

May 23, 2018

I’m so excited. Robin Rue, a senior agent at Writers House, one of the top 20 literary agencies in the …

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More Feeling Than Memory: Flowing Leaves, A Swirl of Fish

May 20, 2018

Lately I’ve been leaning toward the abstract in my painting, but it’s hard to resist that representational pull. Especially when …

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After sailing around the world in a small boat for six years, I came to appreciate how tiny and insignificant we humans appear in our natural and untamed surroundings, living always on the edge of the wild, into which we are embedded even while being that thing which sets us apart. Now living again on the edge of the wild in a home that borders a nature preserve, I am re-exploring what it means to be human in a more than human world.

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