tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343304851084119990.post3733304473955103582..comments2017-09-15T06:41:59.265-07:00Comments on Decade 4: 251110Benhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11965535693027179744noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343304851084119990.post-24759897122014133952011-01-08T02:32:38.190-08:002011-01-08T02:32:38.190-08:00This comment has been removed by the author.FreeFoxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00096319447345952569noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343304851084119990.post-65663147512383846132010-12-21T11:27:42.024-08:002010-12-21T11:27:42.024-08:00There. Next installment is up. One more and I'...There. Next installment is up. One more and I'm through with accursed Edinburgh and can leave for the highlands. Even though Edinburgh was actually kinda pleasant and the highlands, well, let's say, getting slowly closer to the heart of darkness...<br /><br />No idea why writing about Edinburgh is so hard. I mean, I hate the way I've written the chapter now, but I'll ust move past it for now, revise later...FreeFoxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00096319447345952569noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343304851084119990.post-51149269557624685722010-12-01T01:14:53.501-08:002010-12-01T01:14:53.501-08:00Fox - I did say 'music and record store'. ...Fox - I did say 'music and record store'. They also sell musical instruments, which has always been their main trade. They do a great line in sheet music, too, if you like that sort of thing.<br /><br />Trust me, owls hooting in scary stories is corny in extremis; but like I said, you had to be there.<br /><br />Cliches (where the hell is that acute accent on my keyboard?) become so because they speak truth, and have purity. So we agree on one thing at least!<br /><br />Hurry up with that next instalment, won'cha?Benhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11965535693027179744noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343304851084119990.post-76457250831100420142010-11-29T02:59:44.772-08:002010-11-29T02:59:44.772-08:00Wow. Most of that went right past me. A record sto...Wow. Most of that went right past me. A record store from 1848? I remember Dr. Seward's wax drum audio diary from Dracula, but even that was 40 years later, wasn't it?<br /><br />But what is so cringeworthy of "It was late. Somewhere, an owl hooted..."? It's not even Snoopy's "It was a dark and stormy night..."<br /><br />(And actually, as a kid I loved the [German version of] "It was a dark and stormy night, and the Captain said to the Bo'sun: Bo'sun, tell us a story. And the Bo'sun began to tell: It was a dark and stormy night...")<br /><br />After all, "A Wrinkle in Time" begins with that sentence, as does Philipp Pullman's "Spring-Heeled Jack". I think Ray Bradbury began a short story that way, and Terry Pratchet and Neil Gaiman made good use of the phrase in "Good Omens."<br /><br />But then, you might have noticed that sometimes I relish in embracing a cliché. There's purity in clichés. ;)FreeFoxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00096319447345952569noreply@blogger.com