I visited Rowan Oak, the home of William Faulkner. My friend was working on her PhD at Ole Miss and we went to the house when I visited her. It was pretty cool. And a tad odd since his house now overlooks the baseball diamond at Ole Miss.
Illyria: We cling to what is gone. Is there anything in this life but grief? Wesley: There's love. There's hope...for some. There's hope that you'll find something worthy...that your life will lead you to some joy...that after everything...you can still be surprised. Illyria: Is that enough? Is that enough to live on?
'Shells'
Literary Buffistas 3: Don't Parse the Blurb, Dear.
There's more to life than watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer! No. Really, there is! Honestly! Here's a place for Buffistas to come and discuss what it is they're reading, their favorite authors and poets. "Geez. Crack a book sometime."
ChiKat - Nov 24, 2007 5:39:25 pm PST #4321 of 28260
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
lisah - Nov 24, 2007 5:43:57 pm PST #4322 of 28260
Punishingly Intricate
Supposedly, the house where Edgar Allan Poe was born is on a famous drug corner.(I say it that way cause I haven't been there myself, but know from The Wire "Young man, do you know where the Poe house is?"
Actually it's not where he was born but he spent some formative years there (it's where he lived with his cousin who became his child bride). But, yes, it's in a pretty sketchy part of town.
erikaj - Nov 24, 2007 6:06:04 pm PST #4323 of 28260
Always Anti-fascist!
Poe fanciers and cornerboys, huh? Well, considering his life, it's still sort of fitting.
Nutty - Nov 24, 2007 6:22:17 pm PST #4324 of 28260
"Mister Spock is on his fanny, sir. Reports heavy damage."
When I was a little little kid, my mother drove us into Boston with a hardcover of Make Way for Ducklings by Robert McCloskey in hand, and we went to the Public Gardens, and found iron railings on the houses just like in the illustrations of the story. (The story is about a pair of ducks that nest on the river, and have to cross Storrow Drive to get to the duck pond in the Public Gardens, and most of the illos are true to life even now.)
§ ita § - Nov 24, 2007 6:30:06 pm PST #4325 of 28260
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I also timed my reading of The Constant Gardner to coincide with my trip to Kenya. If I recall, we were staying reasonably close to the embassy residence area described within. It's a nice way to travel, novel in hand. I'll do it again, given the smallest opportunity.
Amy - Nov 24, 2007 7:19:58 pm PST #4326 of 28260
Because books.
Because, probably, I can be a total girl, I would love to visit Bronte country. I think the atmosphere of the moors as much as that weird, tight-knit little family, informed a lot of their writing.
I would also love to see Orchard House (is that it?), Louisa May Alcott's childhood home.
I've been to the Whitehorse Tavern, though. And had a drink for Dylan Thomas.
Susan W. - Nov 24, 2007 7:22:29 pm PST #4327 of 28260
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights
Oh, I can't believe I forgot this one--when DH and I were living in England and dating, we had a pint at the Eagle & Child in Oxford (Inklings' favorite pub).
DavidS - Nov 24, 2007 7:29:17 pm PST #4328 of 28260
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
I've been to the Whitehorse Tavern, though. And had a drink for Dylan Thomas.
I've been there too. And had my friend read my tarot cards there.
erikaj - Nov 24, 2007 7:35:11 pm PST #4329 of 28260
Always Anti-fascist!
was she right?
DavidS - Nov 24, 2007 8:02:54 pm PST #4330 of 28260
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
was she right?
It was a good reading. She's a neurologist - very precise.