Showing posts with label tourist. Show all posts
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Tuesday, January 19, 2016

#262 A Lunar Labyrinth- Neil Gaiman



#262 A Lunar Labyrinth- Neil Gaiman

In the introduction to his newest short story collection Trigger Warning, Neil Gaiman calls triggers: “those images or words or ideas that drop like trapdoors beneath us, throwing us out of our safe, sane world into a place much more dark, and less welcoming. Our hearts skip a ratatat drumbeat in our chests, and we fights for breath. Blood retreats from our faces and our fingers, leaving us pale and gasping and shocked.”

This is the legendary story telling of Neil Gaiman. A Lunar Labyrinth is an homage to a Gene Wolfe short story relatedly titled A Solar Labyrinth. A man traveling loves to visit local oddities, roadside attractions, or kitschy things people make. When he comes to visit the Lunar Labyrinth he learns that is has been burned down.

He still takes the tour to visit the site, learning of the people that used to walk the labyrinth by the light of the moon. “When the moon waned, they walked the lunar labyrinth with love…As it waxed they walked with desire…”

The rosemary bushes (for remembering) has started to grow back along the path of the maze. It still retains it’s power and mystique: “There is no killing some things.”

This is a beautiful start to this collection. It has all the magic and imagination you would expect from Gaiman.





Friday, December 11, 2015

#225 Sisters of the Golden Circle- O. Henry


#225 Sisters of the Golden Circle- O. Henry

We are aboard a Glaring-at-Gotham tour car. There is a Newlywed couple in the back. We have a case of mistaken identity and a fun vintage O. Henry twist. I’m not sure which adage fits more aptly here: Behind every man is a good woman-woman are crazy- you never know what you’re going to see in New York, etc. Take your pick.

As usual, the writing here is fun and theatrical. I particularly liked this gem about NYC people watching:

“The sidewalk was blockaded by sightseers who had gathered to stare at sightseers, justifying the natural law that every creature on earth is preyed upon by some other creature.”

Notable Passage: “The scent of flowers, the booty of the bee, the primal dip of spring waters, the overture of the lark, the twist of lemon peel on the cocktail of creation—such is the bride. Holy is the wife; revered the mother; galliptious is the summer girl—but the bride is the certifies cheque among the wedding presents that the gods send in when man is married to mortality.”