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Deborah J. Brasket, Author

~ Writing on the Edge of the Wild

Deborah J. Brasket, Author

Category Archives: The Writing Process

The Beauty of Blogging – A Tribute to Fellow Bloggers and Followers

November 19, 2012

I discovered a whole new beautiful world when I began blogging four months ago. Until then I’d only read “professional” …

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Hot Hills in Summer Heat

September 17, 2012

“I watch them every summer, the hot hills crouched like a lion beside the road. I see the strength—tawny skin …

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Walking Among Flowers

August 20, 2012

Out of the dark blue sea rose a lush-green mountain ribboned with cascading waterfalls.This was what we saw after 29 …

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Night Howls

July 31, 2012

Last month around this time when the moon was full, our nights were filled with howling. Almost every night we …

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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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