Busy.
Yesterday I chased all over hell putting out fires, looks like I have more of the same tomorrow.
Late Tuesday night I downloaded ‘Travels with Charley” onto the droid, and as it had been a long day I was only able to read for a few minutes before I drifted off.
Still: A man who rescues his launch from morons and swims ashore in a hurricane, a man who owns a dog that can say “Ffft”, a man who brings a bottle of fine cognac to a group of Canuk migrant workers… That’s a man you have to like. His words climb off the page and point your eyes at things you have seen every day but never saw once. You are as astounded at the things he dleiberately avoids describing as those he describes in detail.
In snatches yesterday I read some more, and drifted to sleep reading. I will be done soon, and I will be sad, because there is no sequel.
Fraud? Really?
Blue Highways by William Least Heat Moon is a worthy successor. I actually like it better than the Steinbeck, and have it in hardcover in my own library.
My wife is a sad panda now that I have a kindle and am reading much like I did as a child.
Do not have as much free time now though. Work keeps intruding.
God bless everyone with a gig, i sez.
Amen to that.
I was assigned The Red Pony at some point in high school and, after reading those stories,I was hooked. Steinbeck had a way of creating images and moods that really resonated with me.