Editor’s Note Maya Writing Season has begun. Not that no one writes during the rest of the year, but there is something particularly… writerly about autumn. The mood is more melancholy, inviting thoughtfulness and introspection. Long walks before the actual cold sets in are commonplace, especially with the leaves blazing in warm colours, from scarlet […]Read Post ›
No, the living is sadly not easy. However, summer is happening …right? The general question seems to be: Is it safe? Yes? No? Maybe?What do you mean, you don’t know? Oh, who cares, let’s go anyway!So very… YOLO … Winter’s going to be another sequel of Interesting Times, isn’t it? Oh dear. Welp. What to […]Read Post ›
Time has become so relative by now, last year could be last century for all anyone knows. Or just last week. Telling anecdotes is an effort these days, because who knows when what happened, really? A week is 5 seconds and 30 years long. A day is the square root of frayed nerves and coffee. […]Read Post ›
Lot’s of things to think about, hardly 2 weeks into 2021 (2020 one or 2020 won?) as we are. Is it too late to say Happy New Year? Especially when ‘Happy’ seems a bit… optimistic? Mulling over what one can write and what can be written, especially with so many think pieces, hot takes, essays, […]Read Post ›
What can one write these days? What can be said with words when everything changes before you even typed the first sentence? Where to start, where to begin? It’s all happening all at once, all the time, and there is no end in sight… But… Hasn’t everything always happened all at once? After all, […]Read Post ›
A Time and a Place The time is Now the place is Elsewhere as in, Not Here. It’s July Summer And here at VR we are taking a small break from it all To rest, recuperate, and prepare for the colder months because Winter is coming… But there is still time […]Read Post ›
Today, only a few poems (some famous, some not yet known) and a little prose. Stay Home. Stay Safe. Save Lives. “Hope” is the thing with feathers Emily Dickinson “Hope” is the thing with feathers – That perches in the soul – And sings the tune without the words – And […]Read Post ›
Editor’s Note Maya It’s been a bit bleak lately, hasn’t it? Day 12 of the new decade and people are already exhausted. With the way things are going, everybody will be ready for bed by the end of the month. Silver linings seem to be in short supply at the moment… But: candles […]Read Post ›
Editor’s Note Maya It’s been a harrowing week, here in the Old Country. But then it’s been a harrowing week for a lot of people all across the globe. It seems almost selfish to feel that something has been genuinely broken by The Horrible Incident on Yom Kippur, when so much is already in […]Read Post ›
Twelve Ten is a first step an experiment a playground. It’s a space to look at write and talk about the world we live in in all its myriad forms. Editor’s Note Maya It’s still 2019 for some reason. Time has become so warped, events and madness, news and insanity happen so quickly, stacked […]Read Post ›
