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May you enter now as otter without falter into water
It makes me very happy that my niece seemed so taken with her own copy of The Dark Is Rising (1973) which I inscribed for her in the December of her eleventh birthday. She liked the idea of a world springing out behind the world in winter. The Sign-seeker's chant intrigued her and she looked forward to finding it in the text. She told me she would take the book to school and read it. She was more ambivalent about Ellen Klages' The Green Glass Sea (2006) until she had taken off the dust jacket and spread out its Alamogordo landscape, at which point she declared that she would read it with her father. Earlier this year, it was still her own preference that I read to her. She seems to have leapt suddenly into books on her own terms and I can accommodate.
The thing about the Book of Gramarye as Cooper writes it is that it replicates the experience of reading, particularly as a child, where so much more is packed into the words than they strictly seem to say: But instead of presenting him with a story or instruction, the book would give simply a snatch of verse or a bright image, which somehow had him instantly in the midst of whatever experience was involved. Which is also an ideal of writing, that immersive evocation, and many of her own lines of prose achieve it.
My mother took a chance on a dress for my niece who mostly wears leggings these days and in fact she loved its embroidery of a submersible and all the creatures of the lightless depths around its hem, anglerfish and viperfish, firework jelly and bristle worm, luminously coiled tentacles of octopus and squid. An astonishing, clear world of beauty and pitilessness and bleak cold survival.
The thing about the Book of Gramarye as Cooper writes it is that it replicates the experience of reading, particularly as a child, where so much more is packed into the words than they strictly seem to say: But instead of presenting him with a story or instruction, the book would give simply a snatch of verse or a bright image, which somehow had him instantly in the midst of whatever experience was involved. Which is also an ideal of writing, that immersive evocation, and many of her own lines of prose achieve it.
My mother took a chance on a dress for my niece who mostly wears leggings these days and in fact she loved its embroidery of a submersible and all the creatures of the lightless depths around its hem, anglerfish and viperfish, firework jelly and bristle worm, luminously coiled tentacles of octopus and squid. An astonishing, clear world of beauty and pitilessness and bleak cold survival.
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Is the line An astonishing, clear world of beauty and pitilessness and bleak cold survival from The Dark Is Rising? Because it sure does fit its evocation of winter!
How old is your niece now?
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It's this one from Princess Awesome. My mother found it and if it came as a shirt, I'd wear it.
Is the line An astonishing, clear world of beauty and pitilessness and bleak cold survival from The Dark Is Rising? Because it sure does fit its evocation of winter!
It is! It is actually a description of the deep sea as Will is plunged into it by reading the Book of Gramarye. "And the Book taught Will here the patterns of survival against malevolence, and the spells of sea and river and stream, lake and beck and fjord, and showed him how water was the one element that could in some measure defy all magic; for moving water would tolerate no magic whether for evil or good, but would wash it away as if it had never been made."
How old is your niece now?
She turned eleven earlier this month. This afternoon was my first chance to give her her Christmas and Hanukkah presents. (Her most memorable present, from a branch on my father's side, was a soft unicorn arm puppet whose mane harmonized with the current color of her hair.)
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And the dress is gorgeous <3
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(We will be reading aloud to Eli for the next ever, fifteen or not. I had so much heartbreak over take this thing I love and run away with it, when it never happened; but I got with the program when he remained willing and even sometimes eager to go hand in hand. This is how you get dramatic readings of The Halloween Tree to him and several friends who might even be sophomores. I have three, five more years with him. I'll read him The Halloween Tree.)
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I like these thoughts on the aim of writing.
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beams at all of you
That is a glorious dress.