A long time ago I read this passage in a novel. Then I read it again. Have you ever come across someone else’s simple little story and been deeply affected by it or felt so connected to the feelings portrayed that the whole thing could just as easily be your own?
I marked the page these words were on and kept coming back to them. Then I typed the passage and printed it and put it in my keepsakes box. Every time I come across it I read it again and marvel at how much I like it and then I return it to the box.
After all this time I don’t know who wrote it or what book it came out of. If you recognize it I will happily share the source.
Funny how a random little snippet from a fictional life seemed like something worth saving, and how it never loses its charm for me.
And that’s my Saturday blurb of randomness for this week! Hope you’re having a great weekend.
Edited to add- it is from The Pull of the Moon by Elizabeth Berg….thanks oregana
What do you see when you look at these two pictures? This is the kind of thing that makes me go “Awwww….” because here’s a relationship that has survived a lot of years. It looks like they worked at it and took care of it just as they also so obviously (to me) took care of each other. And they are still together after all these years. It’s very sweet. I think they are very lucky.
When I saw this I smiled, and all these things went rushing through my head, so I flipped my I-Pad around to share it with W. I thought he would make the same connections.
He stared at it with a frown for about three seconds and then he went on and on and ON about the car. The make and model and year and paint job and tires and chrome and God only knows what else while I sat there in stunned silence.
When he finally wound down I said, okay, but what about the PEOPLE? And he said, well, I guess they’re probably the original owners.
I guess they probably are. I don’t know why I didn’t think of that.
Do you have any idea how many happy people there are in this great big world? Thank you to my sister for sending this and reminding me. It’s a video you’ll want to watch more than once or twice. (In Canada apparently our best dancers are from Toronto because they’re the only Canadians who made the cut.) Don’t worry – the rest of us will keep practicing!
We have one more day of dancing left before the 21st. Let’s make the best of it everybody! Put on your dancing shoes.
Before you read this book I think it’s important to make yourself forget who the author is and what she’s previously written. Squash all those expectations and preconceived notions and just start reading.
I don’t know how anyone can keep so many characters alive and functioning and interacting with each other, and get so deeply into their heads.
This is a study of people, community and politics, human nature, drugs, racism, prejudice, poverty, self-abuse, family and domestic violence, doomed relationships, parents and teenagers, and how lives intersect. The language is adult and many of the scenes are graphic.
The book begins and ends with a funeral and is not at all about happily ever after.
Personally I didn’t find anything very funny in it – I was too busy being disgusted with all the pompous idiots – but most of them more or less ended up getting whatever they deserved.
There’s more sadness than joy here, and enough twists and turns to keep you turning pages to find out what happens next. It’s a story you can get completely caught up in, and for me, that’s the mark of a great book.