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

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