August 23, 2008
Don’t tell Cindy
but I finished The Mill on the Floss last night. It’s not flawless, by any means, but it is very good. I had not expected it to be so full of local dialect and humor, and more than once I forgot for a moment that it was George Eliot and not Anthony Trollope that I was reading. And I have just gotten my email that Trollope’s An Autobiography awaits me at the bookstore.
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In the film, The Whole Wide World–a charming biopic starring Vincent D’Onofrio as the pulp writer, Robert Howard–D’Onofrio turns to Renee Zellwegger, who plays his love interest, and asks:
“Did you ever read The Vicar of Wakefield?
“Yes, I did.”
“Did you like it?”
“Yes, I enjoyed it very much.”
“Well, that’s just too damn bad!”
I hate every fucking century that ever came before and every fucking century that ever will be.
I hate every instant before and after now.
I have a crush on now.
I’m right there with you, Sheilababy.