And I know in this world ain't nobody got the shine like you got to shine in this world

[sovay]

Happy birthday, rushthatspeaks, my blue-haired love. You are a joy to me, my best cousin. May this be the year you have wanted for a long time.

Ursula K. Le Guin reviews Alan Garner.

The sky is cooling, the light is beginning to tilt over; we are entering autumn, the ghost-season. For a long time it was the season I drew the most strength from, and then it became a reminder of all the things I had lost. The last couple of years have been particularly bad. I don't know if it's superstitiously, but I am telling myself this year will be different: I'll go with you into the dark, Charon, but not to stay. Only so long as it takes to draw you back into the light, sharing the crossing, however many shores this river has.

Comments

[strange-selkie.livejournal.com]

That sounds like an amazing book.

Clementines are coming back into the stores, also. You should carry them in your pockets as a talisman (against hunger, of course), like little suns.

[shewhomust.livejournal.com]

May I join in your birthday wishes? And will you be celebrating?

[ap-aelfwine.livejournal.com]

Happy birthday to rushthatspeaks!

Ursula K. Le Guin reviews Alan Garner.

Thanks for sharing the review--that book sounds interesting.

I'll go with you into the dark, Charon, but not to stay. Only so long as it takes to draw you back into the light, sharing the crossing, however many shores this river has.

Amen.

I hope this autumn will be all you'd wish for, the lovely autumn you deserve.

From Boneland...

[steepholm.livejournal.com]

So the day shrank and the night stretched. The clonter of the cobbles in the river was silent, and the river fell to sleep.

Then was the time when day and night were the same, and the sun tipped towards death. He went to the stack. The bones were clean and the wind had taken the hair to be found when birds built their nests again; and the woman and the child were gone into life.

You and Garner - separated at birth, see?

[sovay]

You and Garner - separated at birth, see?

Thank you.

[selidor]

I will pass you a spray of cherry blossom from the trees on my street: they began blooming today. To celebration, through and past the equinox.

[sovay]

May I join in your birthday wishes? And will you be celebrating

All birthday wishes should be directed to rushthatspeaks and welcome! We went to the Brattle for the long-lost color print of Méliès' Le Voyage dans la lune (1902) and a documentary about its restoration and then repaired to the house for vegetarian char siu bao, custard bao, and a screening of The Apple (1980), which may have short-term damaged my cognitive function. There were other people watching. We all shouted at the screen a lot. It was great.

[sovay]

Clementines are coming back into the stores, also. You should carry them in your pockets as a talisman (against hunger, of course), like little suns.

Thank you. I shall.

[sovay]

Happy birthday to rushthatspeaks!

You would have to ask them, but the part I was there for looked like it was working out.

I hope this autumn will be all you'd wish for, the lovely autumn you deserve.

Thank you.

[sovay]

To celebration, through and past the equinox.

Thank you.

[ashlyme.livejournal.com]

Belated happy returns to Rush! I'm glad they had a good day.

To you I wish this: if you find ghosts this season, may they be good companions.

[strange-selkie.livejournal.com]

Hear, hear! I'm trying to cut down on the war suicides, myself. They lower the tone of the place and they bleed on the rugs.

[strange-selkie.livejournal.com]

And watch out for Clissafers. (She can say the name now. I'm so sad. Or bemused.)

[ashlyme.livejournal.com]

Dude, ectoplasm never comes out.

[strange-selkie.livejournal.com]

Have you had any luck with Oxi-Clean getting the spectral ooze out of curtains?

[ashlyme.livejournal.com]

I don't think that's sold over here! Damn lousy Brit chemicals...

[strange-selkie.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry, my auto-idiom selector failed me. It's bio powder.

[sovay]

To you I wish this: if you find ghosts this season, may they be good companions.

Thank you. I have had luck with this year's so far.

[sovay]

(She can say the name now. I'm so sad. Or bemused.)

Time happens to people. It's famous for it. At least you watch it day by day. I get her in jump-cuts.

[strange-selkie.livejournal.com]

I have an urge to put on a shawl, hunch my back, point my shaking finger, and say, "Im yirtzeh Hashem by you, maydele."

But then you would hit me in the back of the head.

[sovay]

But then you would hit me in the back of the head.

From Somerville.

[strange-selkie.livejournal.com]

I think some of the most enduring friendships in the world were founded on judicious fear of bodily harm! Look at ol' Ivan and Boris Godunov!