
Today’s tale on my Patreon is another story from Lafcadio Hearn’s selection of ghost tales, and it’s free to read. It features a love bloomed in a snowstorm, enchantment and a curse, heartbreak and a weeping willow.
"All this he saw, for one moment breathless and intense, vivid on the morning sky; and still, as he looked, he lived; and still, as he lived, he wondered."
― Kenneth Grahame, The Wind in the Willows

Today’s tale on my Patreon is another story from Lafcadio Hearn’s selection of ghost tales, and it’s free to read. It features a love bloomed in a snowstorm, enchantment and a curse, heartbreak and a weeping willow.

The East Palace (동궁) is this new South Korean dark fantasy television series I’ve been watching on Netflix, and I must say it has some serious Constantine vibes. I’m not an expert on Korean drama, so I don’t know the authors nor the actors starring

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So, aside from these last few entries, I did a summer reading list for architects with hardly any book about architecture, didn’t I? Loads of them were poetry, some were non-fiction on anthropology and personal reflections, there have been novels on ruins, memory, rooms. I

The East Palace (동궁) is this new South Korean dark fantasy television series I’ve been watching on Netflix, and I must say it has some serious Constantine vibes. I’m not an expert on Korean drama, so I don’t know the authors nor the actors starring

A.k.a. The technical training that fails to engage If you’re a technical trainer, you’ve seen this before: you designed an exercise, people in the class started doing whatever it is that they needed doing, and then they start dropping like flies. It happens for different

So, aside from these last few entries, I did a summer reading list for architects with hardly any book about architecture, didn’t I? Loads of them were poetry, some were non-fiction on anthropology and personal reflections, there have been novels on ruins, memory, rooms. I
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