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On the read-a-thon. (Mostly un-Milton thoughts.)
July 12, 2008 |
First off, I had a really really great time and I’m halfway regretting that I left as early as I did. (The other half of me is concerned with health matters and is chiding me for not leaving sooner, so it’s a toss-up.) I met some really interesting people–I wish there had been more time for socializing, actually, because I would have liked to hear more about people. I read some Milton without actually becoming spontaneous dyslexic. I brought some baked goods. And, more importantly, ate some delicious vegetables from Madeline’s garden which were probably the best thing I’ve eaten in a couple months. I left around midnight with Joe–I’m glad he came and I’m glad he stayed as long as he did, even though he probably has mixed feelings about it.
I wish this wasn’t the last all-night Paradise Lost read-a-thon; I wish I had stayed longer; I wish I had been a little bolder reading. But I still had a great time and there definitely is something about hearing it aloud continuously that really drives it home. Alvey House was the right sort of environment to make it a little strange, too; guest houses can feel sort of hotel-y, but a little unusual, as well (sock under the loveseat, please recall). It’s a nice house but the blank personality of the rooms and the unfurnished upstairs gave it sort of a “there is probably something unusual living in this house” vibe. Not saying it’s haunted, but I would not be surprised if there was some sort of tiny interloper living upstairs. Maybe a raccoon interested in antiques.
Anyway, forgetting Alvey House for a moment, it was a really wonderful evening/night. I don’t get to do that sort of thing often, probably because that sort of thing doesn’t often happen. I think it probably should happen more often, but I don’t know how it could. Probably something to think about…
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