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Oh, I think I'll do just fine. I am taking it easy today if there really isn't a great need. I will probably be taking things rather easy the first week or two of getting back into the water. After that, if all goes well, I will begin adding elements of work and play into my routine as available and possible. I do believe I will be back in the pool tomorrow. Unfortunately there is no Mass tomorrow... though I ought to recheck that. Perhaps there is one at the Church near the college? I am feeling good though.
I did feel a great need for a nap. Having waken early this morning, what... 3:30? And going to bed around 20:30 or 21:00, sleep was short. The choice was simple. Either take a nap early enough, and try to keep it short, or skip the notion. A nap, even after reading with the day lamp a goodly bit, became a necessity. So at 11:00 I slept. I set the alarm to wake me at 13:00, but woke a bit before due to the call from the water pills. Still being a bit out, I reset the alarm for 14:00. I woke at 13:30ish, and though still tired I didn't want to damage my night sleep and I hate that stupid alarm waking me. So I simply rose and... tinkered.
Reading has been a very good companion lately. Vox's book, for now, is getting the brunt of my efforts. I am very well pleased with the book. I recognize many of the past author's his lead character and surrounding dignitaries discuss, even when Vox shies them with pseudo names. I would suggest, even, some of the main characters are past authors of whom I know, and at least one of them enjoy quite dearly. There might be others I might otherwise recognize save that I have not heard them described physically or vocally. I can think of a few who might otherwise fit some literary or intellectual styles, however. It is quite the game guessing who is being discussed at any time. He really ought to write a book just... going over the notes... suggesting who he used for this or that, when he chooses not to use anything like their real names. Some of us few might be interested.
The book itself, as I am seeing things so far, is a question (or really large grouping of questions with a very central theme), wrapped by very pretty clothing. The tale is well written, well done, and to my tastes. Usually the flow is rather natural. There have been a few instances where I thought things might have been artificial, but... that happens in real life. He has a very good notion of things, and things, in life and art, that I both understand, appreciate myself, and abide as truths and quirks and allsuch. No, no, I am enjoying the book quite some little bit. I will... when I finish, should I think on it, give it a right proper review. And, no, I don't give this to Vox. I give no man nothing he does not earn or deserve. Period. Besides, I disagree with him at least as often as I abide, or on some big things anyway. As it should be.
So, swimming tomorrow. Perhaps I will take a movie along as well. I may try again for the paint, as well. Which means procuring a quarter (actually larger if my eyes are true) paint chip from the various surfaces. Oh, and I didn't buy the door stop nor stop at the grocery store. Hmm, no, I don't want to do too much in town tomorrow. I think, for tomorrow, I will stick with trying to get to the store for milk, and leave the paint and door stop for Friday. Yes, but a movie either tomorrow or Friday? Hmm... I think Friday. Though I may change my mind, as I will be trying to get to Mass Friday as well. Bah! I'm working on it folks.
I will stay up for supper. And then perhaps read just a bit more. My will is to stay up until at least 20:00, though 21:00 would be preferable. And then it will be time to slide into home base. I am, again this evening, ready for sleep. I could probably go to bed right now. But I am sorely hankering to gain some control over sleep while medicines are finally doing their part without the hammering exhaustion and swimming is going forward, along with reading. Yes, a small storm of successes, to be sure.
Good night, now, though. I probably won't make it back to the machine. My life, finally, is actually wearing me out, but I think in the right ways... Blessings and sweet dreams.
I kind of thought you'd enjoy his works in this recent vein :)
ReplyDeleteI am pretty sure I would enjoy a look at his apologetic tome as well. It is merely that I haven't been able to read until recently. Even now, I am just getting back on my reading feet, so this vein is sort of like the carrot before the stick approach.
ReplyDeleteNow, I am sure many of his characters are pure fiction. But having read as deeply as he has, my guess is, consciously or not, many of his people are or are somewhat, based on people I know or know of. He has a very classical approach to much that he does, which is exactly what I am looking for. Further, and interestingly, I see that while he has read history, he has personalized it... developed scenarios as if he were the fly, or young Valerious, on the wall. We share that. What would he hear, what might he ask, if near some of the historic heavies. As well, he has noted that they were, for all their genius, just men... flawed men.
So many writers have not been right or deep readers. Reading other fiction is fine, as carrots. But when that comprises the depth of reading as well, their writing will not be satisfactory. Children's stuff, if even that. Go deep or go home, before you write!
It sounds as if you may, possibly, be one of the few who get the subtext of Summa Elvetica. I am not aware of anyone that understood what he was trying to do. Least of all me, for whom it was just a good fantasy story.
ReplyDeleteHmm, it seemed as plain to me as... the sun in the sky? Then again, and mind you, while no longer considered clinically mad, I am certainly a hair off. Quite often. Not even the fair skinned redheaded hair, either... We are talking mammoth hairs, in bunches, off. Hehe
ReplyDeleteI'll know more as the story goes on. Trust me, though, you know that for which he quests... should I be right. But... I can't tell you.