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Sometimes, you just have a good day. For no reason in particular, nothing especially great happens or any amazing event occurs that is of note. Sometimes, the day just feels ‘right’. Today was like that for me. Those are kind of nice.
I am reading Amnesia Moon by Jonathan Lethem right now, and am about halfway through it. It’s pretty dang good. I have read a few of his books, and I am finding a deep respect for his take on science fiction. I loved Girl In Landscape immediately and was drawn in by his fascinating characters and descriptive surroundings.
Anyways, I went to the beach on my lunch break today to read more of Amnesia Moon, and while I was sitting on the park bench, I had this sudden thought of ‘wow, this is a really great day’. Like I mentioned, nothing particularly fabulous happened today that should have brought this thought on. But it seemed like a thought that shouldn’t be wasted. Sometimes, it’s just nice to share a good feeling with others. I hope your day was as ‘uneventful but marvelous’ as mine.
Also, go pick up a copy of Amnesia Moon. Because, why not? Maybe it will make your day great too.
Do you ever get stuck on something and just can’t seem to get it out of your head?
I am sure I am not the only one…right?
Recently, I have been re-reading tons of short stories by my favorite authors (see here) and I decided to pick up Bradbury Stories. It is a supremely comprehensive collection of some of Ray Bradbury’s best works that I recommend to anyone interested in digging into his stuff.
But one piece in particular sticks in my thoughts, and every time I re-read it, I can’t stop mulling it over. The story is called ‘And The Sailor, Home From The Sea’. I won’t bore you with a plot recap (just go check it out for yourself, I promise you won’t be disappointed), but there is one line in particular that just eats away at me.
“Not a rat-scurry of rope, not a whisper of canvas, not a rustle of naked feet on the deck. The ship was spelled for certain. It was as if the moon rising had said a single silver word: Peace.
The men, fastened to their stations by the incantation of the word, did not turn when the captain moved to the rail with his wife and sensed that Now had become Eternity.”
I haven’t figured out exactly what it is that I love about that passage, but there is something serene about it. It makes me feel calm.
My intention isn’t to wax poetic about the genius of his work – though it is inarguably some of the best science fiction/fantasy you will ever come across. More than anything, I just find it curious that one little fragment of one of his hundreds of stories would stick in my mind the way that this one does.
I think this is normal, right?
I recently realized, after having loaned out one of my favorite books (Slaughterhouse-Five), that not everyone has read something written by Kurt Vonnegut. Besides being one of the most intriguing writers to have graced the planet, he was also a pretty skilled print artist and a member of the ACLU. Plus, he was pretty photogenic.
I guess what I am saying is that you need to read some of his stuff. I highly recommend starting with some of his short stories collections – Welcome to the Monkey House or A Man Without A Country.
If you are already a Vonnegut fan, please know that I think you are awesome. Lets get together and chat about him sometime, yes?