Subject: Re: Digesting four weeks posts in two big chunks
From: Cecilia Baader (ceciliaann@hotmail.com)
Date: Mon Apr 10 2000 - 11:15:15 EDT
Bonjour, Riant l'homme!
I've missed you, kid. What's this nonsense about work? I've been
languishing over here in Chicago, waiting with bated breath for another
Swedish-accented post from your pen.
>It reminds me of something Proust (yes, Cecilia, I'm still on - are you?)
>said about reading books as the only time when the process of life is so
>compressed we notice the change.
I knew that sooner or later, you'd ask. Well, yes, I still am. Sort of.
When I'm not doing other things, you see. Like, er, work.
>How do you all cope with time, with the parallel thoughts inside of you,
>with wanting to be everywhere at the same time, yet having only one life
>for it? That damn light gleaming for an instant.
Well, what I do is strategically place the things that I want to do near the
places where there are things that I need to do. That way, the object (like
say, a book authored by, oh let's pick a name out of the air here-- Proust)
will mock me with its very presence.
This, in case you didn't guess, is my way of saying sorry, I'm a very bad
book friend. I haven't given up yet, though. I swear.
Regards,
Cecilia.
ObSal: Towards the end of his Hapworth letter, Seymour asks that Miss
Overman send Proust, in his entirety, so that Buddy can read it. The
reading list that S. has for the remainder of his summer I fear might make
for a rest of my life reading list, given the fits and false starts of
recent months. <insert wry expression here>
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