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To: Dayuhan who wrote (14641)11/29/1998 9:16:00 AM
From: Rambi  Read Replies (1) | Respond to of 71178
 
I can't believe it--a book discussion and I wasn't here!!!!! We were at the opera-well-2/3 of it--it was Handel's Ariodante- 3 1/2 hours --all extremely Handellian-I made that word up- and after the second act, we decided we didn't care what guy got what girl and left. Well- we also left because Friday night when we walked into our dark house, I was attacked by a guard chair, which bit me with it's lethally sharp rocker, and it;s impressively black and swollen (my foot, that is; the rocker is black, but not swollen). I said many bad words, much to the boys' delight, and Dan said yeah, that rocker has some nerve, being in the same place it's been for five years. Anyway, it hurts a lot.

And where is X--she reads everything.

That was so interesting! First that Melinda had read so many of what I consider the macho guys (and how come no one mentioned Hemingway whom I DO like? Do you know that he could spend an entire day on one sentence, paring it down to its cleanest, most basic bones? Well, YOU probably do know that, as I got it from A Movable Feast)

My favorite authors-at the moment- are Elizabeth Berg, Joanna Trolloppe, Elinor Lippman. Like Coug, I read everything I can by someone I find I like and then go into severe depression when it's all gone.

Ok--analyze me--Friday, I went into a used bookstore and came out with Ovid's Metamorphoses- I collect different editions- Women as Mythmakers and A Dictionary of Literary Terms.
Boy, I bet you are salivating to get at my bookshelves.

It was a wonderful bookstore. There, in the wilds of the New Hampshire woods, this couple had taken a small house and built a maze of shelves that completely filled the place. Paths of colored tapes led to the sections you wanted; I followed blue to Poetry, but stopped a lot along the way to admire the scenery. Unlike the traditional used bookstore that is usually packed with long rows of Danielle Steele, Stephen King and whodunits, this one had an amazing assortment of obscure and seductively bizarre titles. You'd have loved it. What a great life.