July 10th, 2012
|12:11 pm - Things, 10, of the 10th|
1) It is the rainy season, a true one after some years of drought, in the subtropics, and there are waterbirds in the stormwater retention pond, and there are clouds building overhead.
2) My ailing Blonde Dog is not doing well, but she feels well, and is still eating heartily.
3) I require comfort reading.
4) Because of 3), I am saving Tim Powers' Hide Me Among the Graves (the Nephilim! the Rossettis! Dr Polidori's Curse!) for a later date, although it sits gathering gloom on my kitchen table.
5) And I know to put it aside, because I did just read The Stress of Her Regard, the earlier Tim Powers book with the Nephilim, poetry = vampiric curse, and a whole whole bunch o' Romantic poets. It's good, but it's not comforting.
6) My Dandies board makes me happy.
7) Writing on my ongoing project will make me happy once I delete the last page I wrote.
8) I almost wrote 'erase' rather than 'delete' in that sentence. Query for the flist: which is worse, erasure or deletion? They don't feel like synonyms to me, somehow...
9) And here are the last two passages I marked in my Kindle. The first, from midcentury English writer Elizabeth Goudge's Gentian Hill: It was always that these transition times, it seemed, when for a moment nothing owned you and you owned nothing, that you saw things so very clearly.
10) And, from Yeats' folklore collection The Celtic Twilight: The dark powers cling about us, it is said, day and night, like bats upon an old tree.
May you have light even in the rainiest of seasons.
|Date:||July 10th, 2012 04:16 pm (UTC)|| |
[hugs] and roses for you, and pats for SBD.
(edited because I used the wrong picture)
Edited at 2012-07-10 04:16 pm (UTC)
The roses are lovely, A, thank you! And the Blonde Dog sends you a virtual doggy sign of affection.
Happy Tuesday to you.
First thought is that Erase is worse, because I can always get deleted stuff back if I really want to :)
Heee -- with 'erase,' I imagine a penciled line still readable, with little red bits of completely useless eraser dotted about. ;-)
Cheers and a good Tuesday.
|Date:||July 10th, 2012 04:53 pm (UTC)|| |
My comfort reading is always Georgette Heyer.
Not comfort reading but some nice pictures of a smiling and giggling ASH which might be cheeringhttp://yavannauk.livejournal.com/411786.html#cutid1
I haven't read Elizabeth Goudge's adult books for some reason but I loved "The Little White Horse" and "Towers in the Mist". Both her passage and the Yeats are gorgeous.
Many hugs to you and the Blonde Dog. I'm glad she feels well still.
I've been on a Georgette Heyer rereading binge, absolutely. ;-)
I hadn't seen that ASH link -- thank you, K! He is cheer-making.
I like most of Goudge's adult books -- all except Green Dolphin Street, oddly enough.
Cheers and hugs to you, and a good Tuesday.
Total agreement about Green Dolphin Street but much love for the family and setting (esp. the setting) of the Damrosehay trilogy, which I can't spell being away from home.
For comfort reading this month I 've been gorging on later Majorie Allingham when Campion is more subdued and subtle.
Hugs and more hugs. Comic-Con is destroying my brain cells.
Oh yes, I love the Damerosehay books -- The Bird in Hand less than Pilgrim Inn and The Heart of the Family, but still, all are wonderful.
I've just started listening to Ngaio Marsh's Death in a White Tie, read by Benedict Cumberbatch. That's delightful, too.
I've been thinking about you and Comic-Con! Hugs and strength, ALH.
"Erase" seems worse than "delete" somehow, but I would probably say "cut" instead, because I actually enjoy cutting stuff from my writing!
Hmmm. 'Cut' does sound surgical in a good way. ;-)
I hope you're feeling better, Gwynne. [hugs] Good thoughts for travel for you.
|Date:||July 10th, 2012 08:46 pm (UTC)|| |
Hugs both of you.
I am now standing alone with my shudder at 'deletion'! ;-)
Cheers and hugs for you, L.
For comfort reading, I always turn to PG Wodehouse. Your mileage may vary, but I find it impossible not to smile, and very nearly impossible not to giggle out loud at the antics of Bertie Wooster and Jeeves.
Hugs to you and SBD. I'm glad she's still feeling well.
I have Wodehouse on my bedside table for the worst of my days. You're right that Bertie Wooster is a tonic of joy.
[hugs] Thanks, and a happy Tuesday evening to you.
[hugs] Thanks, F.
(Also, you might at some point want to read The Stress of Her Regard, although Coleridge doesn't exactly feature... which is a good thing!)
Hugs for finding silver linings!
Thanks, Wildrider, and cheers and good thoughts for you.
I love your explanation of your response to those words. It's been fascinating to hear people's responses!
Re misreading: heeee.
And I send hugs your way after your recent loss. Am hoping you find bits of happiness even in hard times.