It never ceases to astound me how many people seem to permanently wear their earphones. Nowadays, ‘I love music’ doesn’t mean that you play an instrument or take delight in mixing tracks, singing in choirs, and writing new tunes for old songs. It’s more likely to denote an addiction to Spotify.
Talking on the phone was one of the first things that made me wonder if my hearing wasn’t up to scratch. I had to hold the phone to my right ear because in the left it sounded fuzzy and gradually less coherent. As a result, I’m not the biggest fan of talking on the phone, … More Midweeks on Mute: Call Me! (JK)
Run a quick search through your favourite search engine and you will find thousands upon thousands of articles listing The Top X Books of All Time Ever or X of the Worst Books Not Worth the Paper They’re Printed On. They come in a crazy variety of categories including (but not limited to) Thriller, Romance, … More Five Books That Shaped Me As A Writer
There was a girl in my class in highschool who had an NHS issue hearing aid. This was way back in 2006 when they were those chunky monstrosities, the same colour as fabric plasters.
You can be sad when Summer comes. It’s harder to admit though. Everyone else seems so caught up in the lighter nights and plans for holidays to exciting new places. Outside birds are nesting and temperatures gradually climbing, but inside your heart still huddles against the Winter winds.
Take heart, tired soul. Come to the Psalms with me. … More The Lifter Up of Heads
This week isn’t a specific question but a concern which niggles in the backs of our minds. Everyone asks it at some point about something but if you are young and living with hearing loss, it will probably centre around that: What will people think/say? Well, they’ll think or say a lot of things, some … More Midweeks on Mute: Foot in Mouth Disease
Not to be funny, but this week’s question is probably quite a big one for younger folk, especially teenagers since their confidence is so often in their boots. Will my hearing aid be obvious? To the surprise of the audiologist, this wasn’t a concern for me. Because the first suggestion of a diagnosis was Meniere’s … More Midweeks on Mute: The Invisible Friend
He was an excellent speaker, unobtrusive but captivating. He did not flog us ten easy steps to getting published, nor did he attempt to dazzle us with eloquent yet empty verbosity. The man spoke simply and humbly and said just this:
Write what you know. … More William Feinnes, The Snow Geese, and Why I’ll Never Be Tolkien
Today must have been the worst day in all the world. It must have been agony living through those hours. Imagine:
Sometimes I wonder what happened to the others, to Jo-jo and the boy who hardly spoke and whose face I cannot remember, and Heather who would rather have been playing dodgeball that first evening. A war was going on in a little side room in Glenshee those spring afternoons. Strangely enough, the only things I … More Twelve Years a Slave