I went to the gym this weekend and did a light workout. Unlike my previous first stints, I stretched out before jumping right in. I’m feeling a bit stiff…
I’m reading John Banville, or better put, I’m learning vocabulary from John Banville. I’ve downloaded some images of varying types of clothing cuts, such as collars, sleeves, and dress types. The man can describe what a woman is wearing as if he were an exclusive fashion designer; describe a sunset from a painter’s perspective, and quote history like a Harvard professor. My pen is scribbling as I reread entire passages. Sometimes I stop and let my eyes go lazy as my mental drum tosses his words around and around. At first I was annoyed with the lack of forward motion, but I changed gears. Banville isn’t a frosty cool one you throw back with your buddies; he’s that dusty bottle of wine you’ve been saving for a special occasion. Smell the cork and drink some water to clear the palette. And sip slowly.
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6 comments:
I love writer's like that.
I just Googled him to see what you were talking about. Which book is it you're reading? Let me know how you ultimately like it.
What a splendid description, Scott. You must be a writer. :-)
Tanya
Great description! I, too, wait to see which bottle you uncorked to relish.
Eve - It's a rare experience for me, or else I'm not reading the right authors for inspiration.
Mr. Schprock - I will definitely let you know how I feel at the end, as my opinions tend to waver. The book is called The Sea.
Tanya - I appreciate that Tanya. I'm trying.
Claire - Thanks for stopping by. I'll definitely post my feelings when I finish the book, which should be in a couple weeks at my snails pace.
Good work, that's a great description. You definitely ARE a writer.
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