Not necessarily in that order . . .
Two more days of Nano, so this is as much random as I can spare. I’m at the point where I’m channeling Herman Meville—instead of using four words to say, He tied a knot, I’m writing things like He moved the rope ends over and under and through and then over again, but then undid it to start over because the knots had to be secure and finally it was done with a nice bow that he double-tied just in case, because the rope was hempen and as anyone knows, hempen rope is made of hemp which is both hairy and slippery in its natural state—just like the man he was tying up, for seventy-six.
And don’t think I’m not cutting and pasting that one into the story. Time’s a’wastin’.
Swirly Thing Alert!*
The Literature Map site has been doing the rounds of the library forums lately. You plug in the name of an author and after a brief kaleidoscope effect, you get something that looks like this, only bigger:
It isn’t actually a read-alike map, it’s an also-read map. In other words, the more confessed John Irving readers who have also admitted to reading, say, Phillip Roth, the closer Mr. Roth and Mr. Irving will settle.
So I’m not sure how useful it is for Readers’ Advisory, but it’s fun to click on authors and watch everyone go whizzing around the screen like literary bumper cars. Ayn Rand in particular seems to enjoy these big dramatic swoops, and occasionally you’ll see Hemingway muscle Fitzgerald out of the way in a corner, neither of which surprises me.
Go one, try it. You know you want to.
But . . . the wolf represents the essential loneliness of the cabbage . . .
I read this and thought how great it would be if all plot tangles were so easily fixed.
And then I hit my forehead with my palm.
I was moved to tears
Who’s ready for a ride on the nostalgia train?
I actually liked this show—the premise was questionable, but the writing was surprisingly good, at least at the beginning, and the voices didn’t get on my last Smurfing nerve.
*First person to name that reference gets a brownie point!