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Deborah J. Brasket, Author

~ Writing from the Edge of the Wild

Deborah J. Brasket, Author

Tag Archives: Novel

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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How Art Intensifies Life – Robinson on Writing, Metaphor, & the Sacred

September 7, 2017

I came across this interview with Marilynne Robinson, who is one of America’s finest living writers, in an old edition …

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My Art or My Novel. Which Would You Choose?

March 16, 2017

Someone asked me recently what I loved more, my painting or my writing? Or, she added, is that like trying …

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Help Me Celebrate a Writing Milestone

December 27, 2013

I just finished writing an 85,000 word novel that I’ve been working on the past couple of years.  It feels …

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  • “Vast Emptiness, Vastly Full,” A Homecoming
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  • The Weight of Snow and Regret & Bo Hopkins’ Blues
  • Poetry to Save a Planet in Peril
  • Unexpected Pleasures: Three New Reviews of When Things Go Missing
  • The Primordial Pleasure of Swimming
  • Two Poems about Love & Coming Home

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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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