August 24th, 2003


All the poor alphabets

Back for a moment. Because I realized that it's been over a month since I finished the Signi book, which means it's time to haul it out and have a look at it. I'm going to print it out as soon as my dad's gone to bed (otherwise he'll have a fit over the paper usage) and read it over tonight and/or tomorrow. As much as I can. What will likely happen is either I'll be relieved to find it's not so bad at all, or I'll have to set it down every other page to get over the urge to hurl it out the window. Not sure if I'm ready to start rewriting it yet, but Loki's Boy is still being a bit hesitant about coming out (and I do still have to write, at least a little, or I'll get miserable), so maybe this is what I need.

As always, all I can do is try and see.

I would also like to say that If on a winter's night a traveler is the best book about life and books and reading and how those are all intertwined that I've ever read. It's a bit slow getting into it but well worth it. After I'm done I think I'm going to need to read it again.


(Entry title is from the Calvino book: "the clouding of your eyes, your laughing, the words you speak, your way of gathering and spreading your hair, your initiatives and your reticences, and all the signs that are on the frontier between you and usage and habits and memory and prehistory and fashion, all codes, all the poor alphabets by which one human being believes at certain moments that he is reading another human being.")