yesterday i happened into second life just in time to listen to an hour of "The Long Dark Tea Time of the Soul" in Raglan, thanks to Shady Fox's Sci-Fi Radio Theater.
definitely, i thought, i must re-read this for the nth time, soon!
this morning, monday, is overcast, barely 60 F, rainy off an on, that is to say cold and dreary in the way that makes it hard to even get out of bed and no amount of coffee seems to help energize the day. finally i went to the bookcase and took down "The Long Dark etc" and sank into a big chair.
ahhhh blessed relief!
reading the first sentence "It can hardly be a coincidence that no language on earth has ever produced the expression 'As pretty as an airport.'" was like sliding down into a warm bath.no other author understood so well as Doug Adams the kind of book that makes a cold dreary damp rainy day feel like a gift!