Michelle Butler Hallett
@mbutlerhallett.bsky.social
I write fiction about violence, evil, love, and grace. Disabled. Autistic. Comically awkward history nerd and mother hen. #PWHL fan -- allez, Victoire! She/her. Canadian. Let's be excellent to one another.
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But that same image, we ourselves see in all rivers and oceans. It is the image of the ungraspable phantom of life
July 9, 2025 at 2:47 AM
But that same image, we ourselves see in all rivers and oceans. It is the image of the ungraspable phantom of life
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so the wretched infidel gazes himself blind at the monumental white shroud that wraps all the prospect around him
July 7, 2025 at 8:47 PM
so the wretched infidel gazes himself blind at the monumental white shroud that wraps all the prospect around him
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millions of mixed shades and shadows, drowned dreams, somnambulisms, reveries; all that we call lives and souls, lie dreaming, dreaming
July 8, 2025 at 10:47 AM
millions of mixed shades and shadows, drowned dreams, somnambulisms, reveries; all that we call lives and souls, lie dreaming, dreaming
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To me, the white whale is that wall, shoved near to me. Sometimes I think there’s naught beyond.
July 8, 2025 at 8:47 AM
To me, the white whale is that wall, shoved near to me. Sometimes I think there’s naught beyond.
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I’ll chase him round Good Hope, and round the Horn, and round the Norway Maelstrom, and round perdition’s flames before I give him up.
July 8, 2025 at 6:47 AM
I’ll chase him round Good Hope, and round the Horn, and round the Norway Maelstrom, and round perdition’s flames before I give him up.
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And heaved and heaved, still unrestingly heaved the black sea, as if its vast tides were a conscience; and the great mundane soul were in anguish and remorse for the long sin and suffering it had bred.
July 1, 2025 at 4:47 PM
And heaved and heaved, still unrestingly heaved the black sea, as if its vast tides were a conscience; and the great mundane soul were in anguish and remorse for the long sin and suffering it had bred.
Happy Canada Day!
July 1, 2025 at 5:25 PM
Happy Canada Day!
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Madman! look through my eyes if thou hast none of thine own.
June 11, 2025 at 6:47 AM
Madman! look through my eyes if thou hast none of thine own.
Beautiful things happen when you loan out your typewriter.
June 9, 2025 at 12:13 PM
Beautiful things happen when you loan out your typewriter.
June 7, 2025 at 3:41 PM
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I believe that much of a man’s character will be found betokened in his backbone.
June 6, 2025 at 4:47 PM
I believe that much of a man’s character will be found betokened in his backbone.
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The receptacles into which Mrs Spry puts her flowers are equally varied: a wooden bowl, a silver sauce-boat, a tin-lined bible-box, and something which she calls a pancheon. #gardening www.countrylife.co.uk/luxury/art-a...
June 6, 2025 at 1:02 PM
The receptacles into which Mrs Spry puts her flowers are equally varied: a wooden bowl, a silver sauce-boat, a tin-lined bible-box, and something which she calls a pancheon. #gardening www.countrylife.co.uk/luxury/art-a...
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Am I the same man that helped kill this whale?
June 6, 2025 at 6:47 AM
Am I the same man that helped kill this whale?
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If you need a breather from all this bullshit, here's a photo of Earth.
From Saturn.
We're that slightly brighter star at centre right.
From Saturn.
We're that slightly brighter star at centre right.
June 6, 2025 at 1:44 AM
If you need a breather from all this bullshit, here's a photo of Earth.
From Saturn.
We're that slightly brighter star at centre right.
From Saturn.
We're that slightly brighter star at centre right.
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Ah! how cheerfully we consign ourselves to perdition!
June 6, 2025 at 4:47 AM
Ah! how cheerfully we consign ourselves to perdition!
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"Rivers flow not past, but through us; tingling, vibrating, exciting every cell and fiber in our bodies, making them sing and glide."
-John Muir
-John Muir
June 2, 2025 at 9:37 PM
"Rivers flow not past, but through us; tingling, vibrating, exciting every cell and fiber in our bodies, making them sing and glide."
-John Muir
-John Muir
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a mighty pleasant zephyr
May 27, 2025 at 12:47 PM
a mighty pleasant zephyr
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ever since that almost fatal encounter, Ahab had cherished a wild vindictiveness against the whale
May 27, 2025 at 6:47 AM
ever since that almost fatal encounter, Ahab had cherished a wild vindictiveness against the whale
Historical fiction workshop at the Centre for Newfoundland Studies
Can't wait!
www.eventbrite.ca/e/where-wind...
Can't wait!
www.eventbrite.ca/e/where-wind...
WHERE WINDS BLOW ON SHORE: a Writing workshop with Michelle Butler Hallet
Historical Texture, Historical Fiction, and the Centre for Newfoundland Studies
www.eventbrite.ca
May 26, 2025 at 4:13 PM
Historical fiction workshop at the Centre for Newfoundland Studies
Can't wait!
www.eventbrite.ca/e/where-wind...
Can't wait!
www.eventbrite.ca/e/where-wind...
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of real knowledge there be little, yet of books there are a plenty
May 26, 2025 at 4:47 AM
of real knowledge there be little, yet of books there are a plenty
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“My fiction may, now and again, illuminate aspects of the human condition, but I do not consciously set out to do so: I am a storyteller.”
― William Trevor (born on this day 1928)
― William Trevor (born on this day 1928)
May 24, 2025 at 10:46 PM
“My fiction may, now and again, illuminate aspects of the human condition, but I do not consciously set out to do so: I am a storyteller.”
― William Trevor (born on this day 1928)
― William Trevor (born on this day 1928)
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pondering all this, the palsied universe lies before us a leper
May 25, 2025 at 6:47 AM
pondering all this, the palsied universe lies before us a leper
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most seamen are beginning to learn, tar in general by no means adds to the rope’s durability or strength
May 25, 2025 at 10:47 AM
most seamen are beginning to learn, tar in general by no means adds to the rope’s durability or strength
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the great flood-gates of the wonder-world swung open
May 25, 2025 at 8:47 AM
the great flood-gates of the wonder-world swung open