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| One of my vivid memories from childhood was the day before Christmas, when the whole house was brightly decorated, there were presents under the tree, and it just seemed like time dragged on indefinitely, with Christmas morning remaining just out of reach. I remember crawling back behind the Christmas tree into the corner, and curling up there trying to sleep so that the hours would pass more quickly. That sensation of almost unbearable anticipation is something that doesn't come too often anymore... But today I feel like a kid again, wishing I could sleep the hours away, hardly able to focus on anything because of what is waiting just across the clock face, so close I can almost brush it with my fingertips.
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| Today at the library I picked up The Invention of Hugo Cabret. It's a rather thick book, 530 pages I believe. So, I marked it as "Currently Reading" on my Goodreads page and started into it, figuring that, if it was as good as it appeared to be from reviews and from the dust-jacket synopsis, I'd have it finished within the week.
Two and a half hours later, I finished reading the last page and put the book down.
Now, it's not quite as impossible a feat as it appears. See, this is not your ordinary novel. More often than not, the story is told through detailed and delightfully-drawn full page pen and ink sketches. The author sets up a situation, and then uses a picture or a series of pictures to either flesh out or further the story. It is really quite a fascinating experience, and I enjoyed every bit of it. This one gets the "Marcus Recommended" stamp of approval.
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| As stray sunbeams filter down through the trees that line my path, I top the rise before me and step out into a vast green meadow, sloping down toward the lake that shines beyond the distant trees. Waist-high grasses gently bow in the cool breeze that blows across my face, and I pause, amazed. I sit, surrounded by the inexpressible beauty of Creation, and in the silence, my soul is washed by the breath of God, which bends my heart just like these slender stems; we bend but do not break.
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