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Disillusioned

A photograph showing Amber having a coffee in a coffee shop.

I’m Amber Ruth Paulen, a farm-girl from Western Michigan. What took me down that long dirt driveway is a force that defies reckoning. A great combination of forces, Chance, some strange tugs in my head that told me there is “more” has landed me and my stubborn-will bent on Henry Miller’s famed, “Life Abundant.” Currently I am living in Bracciano, Italy where the puttering-pace of life suits my fancy perfectly. . .

Fiction: . . . for writing my first novel, The Body’s Long Madness. This has been a work in progress, with me ever since I began writing in Rome. Oh boy! will I be happy when it’s done. Though solely to my novel this section is not reserved: one may also find a random short story.

Ephemera: are transitory pieces, stuff I wrote that ranges time.

Reading Notes: “They were alive and they spoke to me!” as Henry Miller himself once wrote. I flip myself inside-out to better grasp at the revolving influences; I abhor the academic, I want more. I want to hold the guts of a book in my hand so that I can feel what makes it tick, so that I may feel with my whole being one author’s crystal voice. . . speaking of books, I’ve also put together a list of books I’ve read and enjoyed over the years.

Everything written here is always pre-written on my trusty pistachio Olivetti Lettera 22, to guarantee the best quality. I don’t make money and if you like what I write, please consider Help! -ing me out. . . Or, check out The Generous Alphabet Project, where I also throw my words. As always, a lasting gratitude to Simon for whom I perpetually spill over, and thanks Dad! for of late, sending me so many beautiful books.

Bracciano, Italia
July 2008