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Wednesday, October 06, 2004
A fall of hectic travel and continued discombobulation (I know that onomatopeia is words that sound like what they represent, but I wonder what the word is for words that feel coming through your mouth like what they represent--that the saying of them is like a little experience of them--discombobulation fits that in my book--I wonder what others there are?). I have continued to do a great deal of reading, but less writing about that reading. For the faithful few--thank you for checking--I am alive and still very much enjoying getting your emails. For new visitors, take your time with the old posts, as I am slow to update.

I have two and nearly three books to write about Meatless Days, Snow, and The Crossing, but those will have to wait for the weekend (this weekend, I promise!). In the meantime, I need to spare some minutes to appease the howling demons of powerpoint (which is turning me rapidly into a full scale anarchist). Patience, readers, I am returning. And, as I'm about to finish The Crossing, on the prowl for what to read next, so suggestions are welcome. Harry--I'll take a closer look at the rest of Pat Barker on your recommendation--but somehow I think I'm in the mood for something a little more Old Testament--which McCarthy may cure me of, but I doubt it. I've got a hearty appetite for rageful prophets.



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