So I finally got around to reading The Graveyard Book. Thumbs up!!

Author as gumball machine

Indeed. Although I think that because I don't write much porn, I don't seem to get as much of that as some other writers do.

Ah, half-remembered books. For some reason I've been thinking about a book I read in the early 90s. It was fantasy, set in 20th Century northern England when it wasn't in another magical realm of some sort. It involved two sisters, one of whom spent a good part of the book trying to find or rescue the other. I remember not liking the book so much as being irritatingly determined to finish the damn thing, but I suspect now I might like it more. Can anyone make a guess as to what book I might be thinking about, based on this vague description, please?

Author as gumball machine

You know, I've been wanting to talk to you about the quality of your posts here. They just aren't providing the kind of enjoyment that I expect Buffistas to deliver to me. I think everyone should really try to take it up a notch.

And those posts had better be up by 5pm sharp. Or else. I expect some entertainment when I get home from work.

I am an artist! You people can't just demand quality from me!

Pls read and review. If I get five positive comments, I'll keep posting my WIP.

Thank you for taking the time to read my column and respond. Thank you also for perfectly illustrating my point. My editor already asked if I was using a sock puppet, that's how incredibly apt you were as a point-proving loopy loo. Ta, ever so.

BWAH! Thanks, Hec-- and you know, one of the reasons I wrote that column in the first place was because of an equally stupid comment she'd made elsewhere. I had a bet going that she would be the first to respond and lo, she did not disappoint.

I went to see Tom Stoppard's 'Arcadia' last night. I can't believe I've never seen or read it before - it's fantastic. Now my head is full of vague philosophical notions. This is something of a distraction for a sociologist, but my previous incarnation as a literature student is thoroughly enjoying it.

Damn - I've not seen or read it, but I did read his play The Invention of Love a couple of weeks ago, and it was excellent. He's a hell of a writer.

Article in the NY Times about how teenagers today don't like Holden Caulfield as much as teenagers used to. [link]

Are we actually supposed to "like" him? I read it when I was 16 or so, and my impression was that he was hopelessly naive, but also that I was supposed to think he was hopelessly naive. All that stuff that I saw as naivite, was I supposed to interpret as admirable earnestness?

Julie Johnson, who taught Mr. Salinger’s novel over three decades at New Trier High School in Winnetka, Ill., cited similar reactions. “Holden’s passivity is especially galling and perplexing to many present-day students,” she wrote in an e-mail message. “In general, they do not have much sympathy for alienated antiheroes; they are more focused on distinguishing themselves in society as it is presently constituted than in trying to change it.”

I'm not sure what the "distinguishing themselves in society" thing has to do with anything -- my reaction to most of that book was basically, "You're just figuring out at age 16 that most of the world is phonies? Didn't the rest of us realize that somewhere around age 8?" I don't recall anywhere that Holden was actually trying to change society -- he was just complaining about it.

One scene that I particularly remember (not sure why this scene stuck in my head) was when Holden visits his little sister's school, and he sees "fuck" written on the wall, and he imagines some pervert going around corrupting kids by writing "fuck" on elementary school walls. My immediate reaction was that obviously some elementary school kid had written that, and Holden had a hopelessly romanticized view of childhood if he didn't realize that. Was that scene supposed to be read differently?