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jacktellsliesA roving band of pirate children wander past the Fort with some regularity. Admirably untamed creatures, they can be quite loud. Today, while stepping outside to leave them an offering of two pumpkins to smash or eat that I'd managed to forget about until today, I heard one of them, a slightly older girl, shout at one of her cohorts a thing I think near constantly but almost never utter aloud: "You know better, bitch." She's a far braver and more honest soul than I. Bless her.
My friends seem to believe that I don't read enough fiction. I show them my useless degree in English Literature, which clearly states that I've read all of it already, but to no avail. They keep tying me to the psychiatrist's chair in my living room and reading me twenty chapters of Woolf at a go, the magnificent bastards. So I've been busying myself with Victorian adventure tales in order to appease them. (I'm also reading Alan Moore's long awaited League of Extraordinary Gentlemen: the Black Dossier, and Vacant: A Diary of the Punk Years 1976-79.) I only just started Jules Verne's Around the World in Eighty Days last night, and already I stumbled across this perfect line: "If to live in this style is to be eccentric, it must be confessed that there is something good in eccentricity." Indeed!
My friends seem to believe that I don't read enough fiction. I show them my useless degree in English Literature, which clearly states that I've read all of it already, but to no avail. They keep tying me to the psychiatrist's chair in my living room and reading me twenty chapters of Woolf at a go, the magnificent bastards. So I've been busying myself with Victorian adventure tales in order to appease them. (I'm also reading Alan Moore's long awaited League of Extraordinary Gentlemen: the Black Dossier, and Vacant: A Diary of the Punk Years 1976-79.) I only just started Jules Verne's Around the World in Eighty Days last night, and already I stumbled across this perfect line: "If to live in this style is to be eccentric, it must be confessed that there is something good in eccentricity." Indeed!
