Books, psychotherapy

Books of the Week: Therapy and a Novel

Yesterday I posted about The Lost Man by Jane Harper, but I actually read that one last year, it was just embargoed until recently.

So, what have I read over the last seven days? Only two books, because the week was busy.  Continue reading “Books of the Week: Therapy and a Novel”

Books

Silence Is My Mother Tongue by Sulaiman Addonia

I was sent this book to review, and I liked the sound of it immediately because of the title. I have a bit of an obsession with silence, and its causes and effects.

The book focuses on the story of Saba, who lives in a refugee camp but dreams of leaving and going to university. One day she wants to be a doctor, helping people who need it and using her intellect to make a difference in the world.  Continue reading “Silence Is My Mother Tongue by Sulaiman Addonia”

Personal, Weekly Round-Ups

The Week I Went Swimming Again

Finally, things are starting to stabilise. Rather than having no energy at all, I have a teensy bit of energy, which lets me do about one thing requiring exertion per day, unless I am having a Particularly Bad Day, in which case no things are done.

That’s much better than being able to do one thing per week, though.

The doctors have said I can try doing a bit of exercise again, and as someone who normally swims every day, the fact that they recommended swimming was highly pleasing.

Continue reading “The Week I Went Swimming Again”

Poetry

There Is Still

the world is hard today
but there is still

there is still a person smiling at a stranger in the street
still the trees of summer wafting in the breeze
still the light of a warm golden evening slanting through the park
still dust motes dancing in its wake
there is still

Continue reading “There Is Still”