Rover and I are bonding – this morning I worked on story, transferred it, then did a spot of editing and added a few new paragraphs to it on the train. I was very pleased with our progress.
On the way to the train, I noticed it is well and truly autumn now. Scenes like this always put me in a Ray Bradbury frame of mind, and as I walked, I pondered two stories that I've really enjoyed, perhaps precisely because they are homages to the great RB. One was Homemade Autumn by Shane Nelson in Andromeda Spaceways Inflight Magazine #36; the other was October in the Chair by the one and only Neil Gaiman (is it even possible for that man to write a bad story?)
And on the way home, I finished Summer Rain by Marguerite Duras, which I bought for $1 at the local library sale last year. It’s an odd book with odd characters written in an odd style, and I enjoyed it, but in an odd way. As with all translations, you can’t help but wonder whether you’re missing a certain essential something. I’ll definitely read more of her work though.
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
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