Well, you know how I had been counting the hours until 8 got here and I could start reading? Well, promptly at 8:00 Wesley decided to…how do I put this delicately…make a stinky. So I lost 5 minutes changing the diaper I had just changed 20 minutes earlier to make sure he’d be good for an hour or two.
But once that was done, I got 55 good minutes of reading in! I started with the first story in The Coyote Road, a collection of stories edited by Ellen Datlow and Terri Windling. The first story is called “One Old Shoe”. This collection are all Trickster Tales, those gods who balance good and evil, who can’t be trusted, who always go the way most convenient for them. This one was about the Navajo Coyote trickster. It was pretty good.
Next I moved on to James and the Giant Peach. Thought I would ease my way in gently with an easy read. It is definitely easy. I just love Dahl. I had forgotten.
A couple of quotes:
Here is James Henry Trotter when he was about four year sold.
Up until this time, he had had a happy life, living peacefully with his mother and father in a beautiful house beside the sea. There were always plenty of other children for him to play with, and there was a sandy beach for him to run about on, and the ocean to paddle in. It was the perfect life for a small boy.
Aunt Sponge was enormously fat and very short. She had small piggy eyes, a sunken mouth, and one of those white flabby faces that looked exactly as though it had been boiled. She was like a great white soggy overboiled cabbage. Aunt Spiker, on the other hand, was lean and tall and bony, and she wore steel-rimmed spectables that fixed onto the end of her nose with a clip. She had a screeching voice and long wet narrow lips, and whenever she got angry or excited, little flecks of spit would come shooting out of her mouth as she talked.
Now I’m off to visit around a bit, then more reading.
Books: part of 2