16 November 2018

Washed out

After many years of writing science books and journalism under my real name, which is Andrew Scott (click here if interested), I began, in 2012, to write fiction, poetry and one volume of memoir as Andrew MacLaren-Scott. I chose that hybrid name in recognition of my grandmother, Isabella MacLaren, who lived beyond 100 years and had a persuasive aura of Scottish highland mystery about her. Apart from one volume published by Andrews UK (no relation), these MacLaren-Scott books were all created using the self-publishing route. It has been an interesting and enjoyable journey, but now, with the publication of a slim volume of attempted poetry called The Wash, it is over; and so is this blog. I have said "it's over" twice before on this blog but have twice returned. I do not wish to return again, although I may well begin a new blog under my own name, perhaps mainly for photographs, and if so will put the details in the comment box of this post; but I do wish to leave this blog alive in the online world, until its further fate is no longer in my hands. I expect the host service, blogger.com will expire, I know that I will expire, I know that everything we do and all of our hopes and dreams and fears and pains and pleasures and loves and hates and everything in between, will all turn to nothing in the end. And I find that comforting. I have not been very well recently. I hope to be rather better soon, but one identity will be enough. So goodbye, Andrew MacLaren-Scott (and, for those who remember, Don QuiScottie de L'Ecosse), but these books remain available on amazon.com and in other places. We wash the past away, and move on.







The Wash

It will all come out in the wash, they say
in the great, grand wash of Time
with the spin cycle of our good Earth each day
and the soak and the suck of the tide
And every disruptive distraction
will disperse to much less than it seems
as everything currently consuming us
dissolves like yesterday's dreams 

15 comments:

  1. I will miss you (in all your incarnations), but hope that you enjoy for peregrinations - where ever they take you.

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    1. Thanks, and all good wishes to you.

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  2. Very busy with not blogging these days, myself,before all will turn to a comforting nothing in the end, I wish to tell you that it was not the worst day in my life when I stumbled upon your blog, once upon a time, ten or eleven years ago. Thanks for your friendliness, Andrew, for widening my horizon, for letting me be your Seanso Pansa on several windmillish quests, Don Quiscottie.
    Yes, let's wash the past away, friend, and move on.
    In the end, it's all part of Omnium, eh? ;-)
    Take good care of yourself, please.
    My good thoughts are with you.
    Yours,
    - Hm, how to sign? One identity is enough, after all. Well:-
    Hans

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  3. Ha... So Hans, we are, finally, arriving at what we really are again eh? No bad thing. I do expect to at least keep posting photos, maybe even more words, in some form and in some place, but as myself. Will notify here, and of course we have email addresses. Andrew Scott writes on, for better or worse

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    1. As often, Andrew, you anticipated a thought I had: We have email addresses.
      It's good to know each of us has "someone" to "listen" – (not only) just in case.
      It's good to know a friend.

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  4. And by the way, all of the posts and comments over all the years are all saved, in one form or another, beyond the reach of fickle blogger.com, although not beyond the reach of the eventual and ultimate disintegration of everything into the dust and energy in which we will all be together again, quite soon. If I may be philosophically self indulgent for a moment, we are all just parts of the same thing anyway, just briefly separated.

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    1. One day ... one day I shall take that Helmet of Perthino off your head, climb a chair, grasp you head and put a smack on you baldness.
      Whatz about 2020?

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    2. Just trying to focus on the moments, at the moment.

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  5. I look forward to your rebirth in a new reincarnation.

    We all have only one identity that shines through. A name is just a name.

    I hope your health improves soon.

    Fare the well - We will meet again when you feel the urge to post a photo or maybe some words.

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    1. Oops! "Fare thee well"

      I am quite disturbed by my typo :-O

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  6. Take care, Andrew, but not goodbye .... hopefully.

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    1. Thanks. I will try to take care of myself. Not easy sometimes. You take care too.

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  7. I also almost ended my sporadic blogging recently (not that you've ever been sporadic to my extent) and although we haven't conversed much, I have kept checking in with you every now and again, and it's been good to see you passing through haunts of mine, although never while we are both there it seems. Wishing you well and if you ever find yourself in a public library in Midlothian, or the art bar in Dundee, or walking the beach in Aberdeen, maybe we'll meet sometime.

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    1. Thanks for leaving your note. Maybe we have met, without meeting.

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