UPDATE: Monday 11:55p.m. Sure, just when I get all braggy about it I hit the brick wall that is Pilgrim at Tinker Creek. Not wanting to abandon the book, I have decided to continue to read a few pages from it every night while simultaneously plowing through another book. Dr. A mentioned it is her friend's favorite book and that it "gets better" after page 50. I'm 27 pages away. It feels like an infinite number of pages. Here's why:
But if I can bear the nights, the days are a pleasure. I walk out; I see something, some event that would otherwise have been utterly missed and lost; or something sees me, some enormous power brushes me with its clean wings, and I resound like a beaten bell.Wait. That's actually quite good. Here's another one:
I used to be able to see flying insects in the air. I'd look ahead and see, not the row of hemlocks across the road, but the air in front of it. My eyes would focus along that column of air, picking out flying insects. But I lost interest, I guess, for I dropped the habit. Now I can see the birds.
2 comments:
You should post which books remain on your shelf.
woah. that is a lot of books. It takes me weeks to get through one book.
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