Time continues to pass. This chapter begins in the later winter of 1878. Born in 1833, the “kid” is 45. He’s in the north Texas plains. It’s cold and windy. He goes to set up camp for the night, and as soon as gets his fire going, he notices another fire across the way. Like his, it warmed one man alone. Continue reading →
“Humankind cannot bear too much reality.” T.S. Eliot.
Based on the title alone, I had been wanting to read this book for quite some time. And the subtitle, “A Lively and Entertaining Guide to Reading Between the Lines” only further piqued my interest. Having finished the book, I find the title to be more accurate than the subtitle; this certainly seemed like a guide to how many professors dissect literature, for better or worse. But as to “lively and entertaining,” while it may be the most lively and entertaining guide of its kind, I’m not sure that’s saying much. Continue reading →
(In looking through some boxes in my basement, I came across the following, written out in longhand. While its origins are not clear, it is abundantly clear that I was both having fun and taking myself very seriously when I wrote this. Also, it’s pretty freaking awesome. Enjoy!) Continue reading →