[lit-ideas] Re: Stories
- From: david ritchie <profdritchie@xxxxxxxxx>
- To: lit-ideas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
- Date: Wed, 8 Aug 2018 11:22:25 -0700
On Aug 8, 2018, at 5:24 AM, Lawrence Helm <lawrencehelm@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx> wrote:
“Where, exactly?” I asked, and he gave me some complicated directions that
ended in “you can’t miss it.” I followed the directions as best I could and
came to what seemed to be the large blue wall he mentioned, but there was no
motorcycle behind it. Instead was a woman who said she would help me, but
she seemed to be interested in something more in a very flustered
uncomfortable way. I told her I was married and she, extremely embarrassed,
drove off. I never did find my motorcycle, but I woke feeling refreshed
anyway. I put myself to the test and easily remembered Sperenza.
A large blue wall in California? ‘strawdinry idea. And a siren arriving after
the incident too. Lash youself to some handy mast is my best advice.
A propos of nothing: Alan Bennett thinks that Odysseus was a bore and that
growing old with him would be like growing old with Bernard Law Montgomery.
I’ll roll with the idea that tstory telling and dreams may serve some of the
same ends but your example seems to work against the idea that only pleasant
dreams and stories succeed. My mind seems determined of late to be trying to
anticipate a severe shock. Last night’s version was that I should have to play
cricket for England. I pointed out that the last time I played cricket I was
in law school and many of the folk involved were wearing drag. They seemed to
think this wasn’t a sufficient objection.
It’s not too hard to figure out what real shock the story is preparing me for.
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