Today, after several grueling hours at the CCNY library [overly heated and I had to stamp the books out to myself!] I had a very odd experience
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I just love when that happens. Reminds me of the (somewhat gentler) Graffiti artist I met on the D train near Coney Island because I was reading "The Elektra Saga".
I love finding the keys that unlock who people really are beneath their costumes and station in life.
Oh, I love moments like this; they don't happen enough.
The last DT book I read was Wizard and Glass. I keep saying I'm going to get the rest of them now that they're all out in paperback, but the idea of having to start at the beginning again seems kind of exhausting to me.
Part of the problem is that I'm old enough to remember when the first book was only published as a limited edition so the rest of us plebes only got to hear about it. I had that first sentence, "The man in black fled across the desert, and the gunslinger followed." And it's a helluva first sentence. But that was all I had, for years. So I suppose it's not terribly surprising that the books haven't been able to entirely live up to those years when all I had was that one sentence.
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I love finding the keys that unlock who people really are beneath their costumes and station in life.
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What a great way to put it, btw.
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The last DT book I read was Wizard and Glass. I keep saying I'm going to get the rest of them now that they're all out in paperback, but the idea of having to start at the beginning again seems kind of exhausting to me.
Part of the problem is that I'm old enough to remember when the first book was only published as a limited edition so the rest of us plebes only got to hear about it. I had that first sentence, "The man in black fled across the desert, and the gunslinger followed." And it's a helluva first sentence. But that was all I had, for years. So I suppose it's not terribly surprising that the books haven't been able to entirely live up to those years when all I had was that one sentence.
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