The things that serve us

Things serve you, become part of your life, and then because they are things and impermanent, the day comes when you have to find a new way of dealing with the world through the things that take their place.

— Maggie Stiefvater

Beware the copse

Lookout to Macbeth, upon seeing the English army is advancing on Dunsinane shielded with boughs cut from Birnam Wood:
“The copse is coming!”

In which I discover I CAN DO MAGIC

I CAN DO MAGIC.

I was just outside with the dog, and the moon was below the level of the trees. I walked away from the moon (LIKE I JUST DIDN’T CARE WHETHER I SAW IT OR NOT), turned back around, and voilà! THE MOON WAS BACK UP WHERE I COULD SEE IT BETTER.

It’s magic. Magic, I tell you. Or geometry.

I think the moon missed me and wanted to spend a little more time with me tonight.

A step beyond

Talented writing makes things happen in the reader’s mind — vividly, forcefully — that good writing, which stops with clarity and logic, doesn’t.

~ SFWA Grand Master Samuel R. Delany

The secret locked within

The most important things are the hardest to say. They are the things you get ashamed of, because words diminish them — words shrink things that seemed limitless when they were in your head to no more than living size when they’re brought out. But it’s more than that, isn’t it? The most important things lie too close to wherever your secret heart is buried, like landmarks to a treasure your enemies would love to steal away. And you may make revelations that cost you dearly only to have people look at you in a funny way, not understanding what you’ve said at all, or why you thought it was so important that you almost cried while you were saying it. That’s the worst, I think. When the secret stays locked within not for want of a teller but for want of an understanding ear.
~ Stephen King

Mr. Darcy. UNLEASHED.

‪ The TV listings tell me there is a movie called “Unleashing Mr. Darcy” on the Hallmark Channel, and I’m pretty sure that I am imagining it as a more interesting movie than it actually is.

There’s screaming. Crying. Crowds running. A passerby yells “Run for your life! Mr. Darcy is on a rampage again!”‬