On Writing In The Bath

Or, How Fourteen Words by Douglas Adams Cost Me Several Weeks of Research, and the Better Part of $400

I was rereading The Salmon of Doubt recently and one of the essays really stuck with me this time through. I had always found it entertaining, but this time it was more than that.

While They Can

A dance recital, a middle school ceremony, and the brief gift of childhood. 

I was struggling to find a follow up to my Old Roads essay series. As I said in the last one of those, I wrote them out of my own desire to discover why I felt the way I did and now I understand why.

Old Roads: Returning to the Books That Made Us

In You've Got Mail Meg Ryan is writing an email (via AOL, speaking of old roads. Though to be fair, the UI looks more like an IM than an email, but it's been decades and I could be wrong.) and she writes "So much of what I see reminds me of something I read in a book, when shouldn't it be the other way around?" It probably should be the other way around, but I know, for myself, that so much of what I see reminds me of something I read in a book, or saw in a movie.

Old Roads: Paths Though Memory.

 

Some films are favorites. Others become places we return to. For me, one of those places is the 1977 animated The Hobbit.