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Playlist for a ghost story that is just about finished:
( A Land of Deepest Shade )
I decided I had to take the plunge and actually finish some of the many, many things I've started reading. They are all things I desperately want to read, but if you have enough things you desperately want to read, you can end up dreading reading, because they all demand your attention, and if you're reading one, you're slighting another--and so it's easier just not to read at all. In my case, anyway. This doesn't seem to be a problem for people on my friends list, who are all prodigious readers.
In any case, to that end, I'm closing in on the last few pages of King Spruce, which I've decided I quite like, and not just because it sometimes makes me laugh when it surely doesn't intend to, as with the concept of.... the man-promise:
Not just man-promise, but fair man-promise! Let us now pause for a moment to contemplate foul man-promise.
...
Didn't that send a shiver up your spine?
Speaking of thought-provoking phrases, we had the news on the other day, and the ninja girl remarked, "I really hate the phrase 'grow the economy.'"
"Yeah," I said, "It kind of makes you think of grow lights and illicit cultivation. Like, 'The energy consumption was suspicious, and when the DEA investigated, they found a bumper crop of economy being grown in the basement. A spokesperson estimated that that much economy would probably fetch half a million dollars on the open market.'"
( A Land of Deepest Shade )
I decided I had to take the plunge and actually finish some of the many, many things I've started reading. They are all things I desperately want to read, but if you have enough things you desperately want to read, you can end up dreading reading, because they all demand your attention, and if you're reading one, you're slighting another--and so it's easier just not to read at all. In my case, anyway. This doesn't seem to be a problem for people on my friends list, who are all prodigious readers.
In any case, to that end, I'm closing in on the last few pages of King Spruce, which I've decided I quite like, and not just because it sometimes makes me laugh when it surely doesn't intend to, as with the concept of.... the man-promise:
"Brother Dwight! Brother Dwight!" she half sobbed. "Oh, Brother Dwight, I didn't know--I didn't realize--I didn't understand, or I would have held you back until you had torn these two arms from my shoulders. I prayed for you and watched for you. They buy their logs with blood up there. but it shall not be with your blood, Dwight. I have hated father all these days. He knew what you were going back to, and didn't stop you!"
"It was all my own affair, little girl," Wade returned, gently--"my duty, to which I was bound by fair man-promise."
Not just man-promise, but fair man-promise! Let us now pause for a moment to contemplate foul man-promise.
...
Didn't that send a shiver up your spine?
Speaking of thought-provoking phrases, we had the news on the other day, and the ninja girl remarked, "I really hate the phrase 'grow the economy.'"
"Yeah," I said, "It kind of makes you think of grow lights and illicit cultivation. Like, 'The energy consumption was suspicious, and when the DEA investigated, they found a bumper crop of economy being grown in the basement. A spokesperson estimated that that much economy would probably fetch half a million dollars on the open market.'"
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