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Deborah J. Brasket, Author

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Deborah J. Brasket, Author

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Hauntings, Ghosts, & Demons I Have Known

October 27, 2017

As Halloween draws near, I like to repost a series of true life tales about the hauntings, ghosts, and demons I …

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5 Years Blogging from the Edge of the Wild

July 9, 2017

I began this blog five years ago, in July 2012. It’s been a wild ride, and I’ve loved every minute …

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Playing With Mixed Media, Watercolor & Collage

June 26, 2017

As I’ve been experimenting with styles, I’ve been mixing watercolor with collage and ink, and having a lot of fun …

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The Unbearable Lightness of Being

June 12, 2017

I fell in love with the title of Milan Kundera’s novel “The Unbearable Lightness of Being” long before I ever …

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Celebrating Poetry: Music of the Spheres

April 17, 2017

The first poem I shared on my new blog five years ago was scribbled in the starlight on a moonless …

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The Mysterious & Poetic Paintings of Odilon Redon

November 6, 2016

I’ve become fascinated by the paintings of Redon (1840-1916), a French artist and Symbolist working mostly in charcoal, pastel, and …

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Primary Wonder, Age Three

April 13, 2016

Primary Wonder, Age Three Walking with our granddaughter Whispering and waving Our wings Sniffing for bats. What do you smell …

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Hot Hills in Summer Heat, Revised

July 9, 2015

“I watch them every summer, the hot hills crouched like a lion beside the road, tawny skin pulled taut across …

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“Looking for Bobby,” or Losing & Finding Ourselves

May 17, 2015

May is short story month, and in celebration I’m posting a short story I wrote years ago and published in …

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Dawkins and the Wonder of It All

January 26, 2015

It is true that the unknown is the largest need of the intellect, though for it no one thinks to …

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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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