SEAN BEAUDOIN's latest novel is Wise Young Fool. His stories and articles have appeared in numerous publications including the Onion, the San Francisco Chronicle and Spirit, the in-flight magazine of Southwest Airlines. www.seanbeaudoin.com.
Pecan-rice bread sounds quite good AKA probably doesn’t suck. Thanks for the tip! But I have a strange affection for One Direction. I guess this is what we might call a wash.
You know when your parents were so invested in your future that when something bad happened, like say you kidnapped a classmate and stuck them in your closet, but then they started making too much noise so you duct taped their mouth shut. It was exams and everything. And so your dad and your mom meet you at the bond hearing, and one of them, you can’t remember which whispers into your ear from the bench behind you- you’ve got to learn to turn your defects into advantages. That’s how I feel about the Rice Pecan bread AND the Fly sized drones.
I will. In the winter I re-read Catch-22, and although the things that Heller did aren’t really out-there by modern standards, back in the day they were astonishing. It came back to me, how startled I was by it.
On the other hand, not long ago I had a look at Stranger in a Strange Land. Blech. Boring, labored, uninteresting.
I want to have another look at V, too and, gulp, some Hesse.
It’s not navel-gazing, though. I need to refresh my memory about what I was reading — what people like me were reading — back in the mid-late sixties.
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Pecan-rice bread sounds quite good AKA probably doesn’t suck. Thanks for the tip! But I have a strange affection for One Direction. I guess this is what we might call a wash.
A strange affliction?
You know when your parents were so invested in your future that when something bad happened, like say you kidnapped a classmate and stuck them in your closet, but then they started making too much noise so you duct taped their mouth shut. It was exams and everything. And so your dad and your mom meet you at the bond hearing, and one of them, you can’t remember which whispers into your ear from the bench behind you- you’ve got to learn to turn your defects into advantages. That’s how I feel about the Rice Pecan bread AND the Fly sized drones.
I couldn’t afford Duct tape back then so I just used a sock. But otherwise? Yeah, exactly.
Alexandra Quartet! Read it in the sixties. Recently got it out to read again.
I remember it as a mind-blower.
Blow through all three volumes, Don, and let me know what you think this time around…
I will. In the winter I re-read Catch-22, and although the things that Heller did aren’t really out-there by modern standards, back in the day they were astonishing. It came back to me, how startled I was by it.
On the other hand, not long ago I had a look at Stranger in a Strange Land. Blech. Boring, labored, uninteresting.
I want to have another look at V, too and, gulp, some Hesse.
It’s not navel-gazing, though. I need to refresh my memory about what I was reading — what people like me were reading — back in the mid-late sixties.
Is it worth doing? I read the first one a few years ago, and it didn’t take. Although I WANT to like it.