Saturday, November 15th, 2008
Although I think that most people believe that they have the powers within themselves to write a book, very few actually do. Do it, that is. It being taking the keyboard to the mattresses. I suppose I have a silly romantic notion of being all hermited-up and bound in a small cabin in some wild [...]
Wednesday, November 12th, 2008
Fragrance opens the scene with a slight resuscitation of what has happened to Bridal Du. The first line already disposes us to Bridal Du’s heartbroken sickness: Nightlong the harshness of wind and rain and she so frail, so wasted in her sorrow. (p 97) The season has changed from spring to autumn, and Bridal Du’s [...]