There’s a surprising, kind of frightening word in “Wayfarer” which for me conjures up a supernaturally dark mystery, but my fears are unfounded, as it actually means someone who travels on foot. There’s a whole chapter devoted to Wayfarer in the “Wind in the Willows” which is what I have been reading today. Almost finished.
Words and phrases are keys to the arsenal of a writer, a vocabulary and how words are put together. One phrase I remember from my reading today, which sticks in my memory, is the phrase “holier-than-thou ideologies”. Very interesting.
Got 100 pages to go before I finish “Wind in the Willows”. I guess you thought I was going to say before I finish my manuscript! Not that desperate. “Wind in the Willows” is good for now. Besides, writing manuscripts requires careful precision, not the desperate strokes of a writer needing to be published. Been there, done that. It didn’t look pretty–not that it had to. The Book that is. I have a time and a place for reading “Wind in the Willows”, but I don’t really want to say, because it’s below me and not to be retold in public. The other stuff I’m reading is the “progressive wisdom” of the left wing spouting off how rotten were those action films from the 1980’s. It was at least interesting and certainly one person’s point of view only. Although I can’t say I watched many action films from the 1980’s. Too busy on other films of which this book reviews aplenty.
What fiction I am reading. “The Wind in the Willows”, by Kenneth Grahame, first published 1908. Reading this is like taking a leisurely stroll. Wind in the Willows is measured by simplicity and brightness, as it follows the beautiful exchanges, pleasantries and adventures of Mole, Rat, Toad of Toad Hall, and Badger, who mirror life in the animal world but have human-like characteristics. Their adventures in the wilds is shadowed by the human world above, with its motor vehicles, while the seasons pass lyrically for animal and human. There is one word for it and I try not to use this word lightly: it’s utterly delightful. I am currently up to page 80 and it’s not dulling.
What non-fiction I’m reading. “The Film Yearbook Volume 5” edited by Al Clark, first published in Great Britain 1986. Edgy, stylish, witty film reviews, a critical mouthpiece, if perhaps a little unfriendly in tone, from the movies that were released around 1985. A good read, overall.