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Deborah J. Brasket, Author

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Deborah J. Brasket, Author

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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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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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Mothering the World, A Tall Order

May 13, 2018

My novel From the Far Ends of the Earth is about relationships between mothers and children and all the ways …

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Bearing Witness – Art that Hurts, Art that Heals

March 5, 2018

So much of art-making is bearing witness–to things we love, to things that wound. And often they are the same …

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A Walk on the Wild Side – For People Who Love Addicts

February 19, 2018

A few years ago I started an anonymous blog with the above title to talk about addiction. About trying to …

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Walking Each Other Home – Why We Write

January 22, 2018

I’ve reread my novel after being away from it for well over a year. I did so with some trepidation. …

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Wrapping Up 2017, Embracing New & Old Loves

December 29, 2017

Discovering New Loves – Painting 2017 was the year I revealed my newly discovered passion for painting, and dared to …

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On Mist & Fog, Endless Emerging Forms

December 3, 2017

I’ve long been drawn to images of fog and mist.  Part of it is the feel for the ephemeral and …

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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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