Have any of you had one of those moments when your senses are all in harmony? The colors and shapes around you, the feelings in your heart, the taste on your tongue, the sounds in the background, the scent in the air? I had one of those moments at approximately 12:48 AM, Friday night. I was in … Continue reading Song of Achilles: Imagery of the Gods
As a child, I lived largely in my imagination. More than playing with other children, I enjoyed playing by myself with lots of tiny figurines that my mother called "my sets." I would spend hours creating worlds out of leaves and berries and candle votives and cubbies under my nightstand or the phone nook. As … Continue reading Theatre Clouds: Illustrations Drenched in Light
Two weeks ago, I had the great honor of meeting Kate DiCamillo. After hearing her talk, I stood in a long line of nine-year-olds, heart palpitating, to have her sign my copy of The Tale of Desperaux. When I got to the front of the line, and Kate DiCamillo said, "Hello! How are you?" I almost … Continue reading The Tale of Desperaux: In Which I Am a Crying Fangirl
I recently moved into an apartment with a friend of mine who, equally to my detriment and delight, has excellent taste in literature. She has a bookshelf full of books, many of which I haven't read, in the hallway. I have caught a cold, and I think that lack of sleep due to reading until … Continue reading Peter Pan: Cold Medicine, Beastly Stuff
Read a few passages that demonstrate Thomas Hardy's mastery of detailed imagery.