...And then I find something to read
May. 9th, 2011 11:34 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
desperanceWell, actually the boys sorted this out for me. Baz was helping me with my edit, viz sitting on the manuscript in that not-entirely-transparent kind of way that solidly-built black cats are so very good at; there was a heavyweight crash from upstairs, as of something mighty valuable being hurled to the floor by stray tabby cat-action.
It's not an uncommon noise, but in the circs I thought I might as well go to see.
It was, unsurprisingly, a book. Both boys are particularly gifted at choosing books for me and hooking them off shelves.
This one? Is an edition of Rudyard Kipling's selected verse that I always forget that I own, because I also have the complete collected so of course I always go to that.
This one? Is introduced by a long essay on Kipling. By T S Eliot. Which as these are two of my absolute touchstones in the matter of literature, I really need to read that.
Um. Sometime...
It's not an uncommon noise, but in the circs I thought I might as well go to see.
It was, unsurprisingly, a book. Both boys are particularly gifted at choosing books for me and hooking them off shelves.
This one? Is an edition of Rudyard Kipling's selected verse that I always forget that I own, because I also have the complete collected so of course I always go to that.
This one? Is introduced by a long essay on Kipling. By T S Eliot. Which as these are two of my absolute touchstones in the matter of literature, I really need to read that.
Um. Sometime...