Bookishness

I have saturated myself with Neil Gaiman. Finished Coraline and finished Interworld and I now am craving the film version of Coraline rather intensely. Although my next purse book* will be Francesca Lia Block's Necklace Of Kisses, I am still in a Gaiman mindset.
It reminds me that I still have not read all of the Sandman issues. One of these days I shall remedy that. Except "A Game Of You." I first read that one when I was fourteen, and it scared me so badly that I still won't touch it. I remember every panel, almost every word, and that impresses me. It's the menagerie of gore and creepiness, really. Death and more death, and darkness, loss and fear and nightmares, and a mangled corpse in a bathtub with the face ripped off and nailed to a wall and made to speak with a witch's kiss. Nightmares, yes indeed. However, the impressions were so strong that even now I miss Wanda/Alvin, and hope she found what she was searching for after she and Death waved goodbye to Barbie.

The novel is changing direction slightly. I wrote a scene that feels misplaced. I think I might shift it into an earlier section.


*Purse books are, obviously, paperback novels that fit in my purse, because I cannot go anywhere, ever, without a book. Except maybe to the grocery store or on other quick shopping trips. I have a smaller purse for that, one that I transfer the bare essentials to for quick trips, but it could still hold a book. Yes, of course books define me.

Bookishness

I have saturated myself with Neil Gaiman. Finished Coraline and finished Interworld and I now am craving the film version of Coraline rather intensely. Although my next purse book* will be Francesca Lia Block's Necklace Of Kisses, I am still in a Gaiman mindset.
It reminds me that I still have not read all of the Sandman issues. One of these days I shall remedy that. Except "A Game Of You." I first read that one when I was fourteen, and it scared me so badly that I still won't touch it. I remember every panel, almost every word, and that impresses me. It's the menagerie of gore and creepiness, really. Death and more death, and darkness, loss and fear and nightmares, and a mangled corpse in a bathtub with the face ripped off and nailed to a wall and made to speak with a witch's kiss. Nightmares, yes indeed. However, the impressions were so strong that even now I miss Wanda/Alvin, and hope she found what she was searching for after she and Death waved goodbye to Barbie.

The novel is changing direction slightly. I wrote a scene that feels misplaced. I think I might shift it into an earlier section.


*Purse books are, obviously, paperback novels that fit in my purse, because I cannot go anywhere, ever, without a book. Except maybe to the grocery store or on other quick shopping trips. I have a smaller purse for that, one that I transfer the bare essentials to for quick trips, but it could still hold a book. Yes, of course books define me.

Bookishness

I have saturated myself with Neil Gaiman. Finished Coraline and finished Interworld and I now am craving the film version of Coraline rather intensely. Although my next purse book* will be Francesca Lia Block's Necklace Of Kisses, I am still in a Gaiman mindset.
It reminds me that I still have not read all of the Sandman issues. One of these days I shall remedy that. Except "A Game Of You." I first read that one when I was fourteen, and it scared me so badly that I still won't touch it. I remember every panel, almost every word, and that impresses me. It's the menagerie of gore and creepiness, really. Death and more death, and darkness, loss and fear and nightmares, and a mangled corpse in a bathtub with the face ripped off and nailed to a wall and made to speak with a witch's kiss. Nightmares, yes indeed. However, the impressions were so strong that even now I miss Wanda/Alvin, and hope she found what she was searching for after she and Death waved goodbye to Barbie.

The novel is changing direction slightly. I wrote a scene that feels misplaced. I think I might shift it into an earlier section.


*Purse books are, obviously, paperback novels that fit in my purse, because I cannot go anywhere, ever, without a book. Except maybe to the grocery store or on other quick shopping trips. I have a smaller purse for that, one that I transfer the bare essentials to for quick trips, but it could still hold a book. Yes, of course books define me.