| C.G. Furst ( @ 2008-01-26 21:46:00 |
Back in the trees you can hear yourself think
I'm back from California after more than a week, and it's about time that I posted a link to my guest entry on Jeff VanderMeer's blog:
One of my earliest memories is of taking a book of Poe’s short stories and climbing into a tree to read it. Not just any tree, but the blooming jacaranda in my grandfather’s back yard. High up in the branches covered with purple blossoms, with my back against the main trunk, I hid away from the family sing-along and read "The Imp of the Perverse" and "A Descent Into the Maelstrom," rushing to read as much as I could before I was called back to earth to join the others.
Here's the rest:
http://www.jeffvandermeer.com/2008/01/1 4/weird-tales-christopher-furst-on-being-a n-orangutan/
I'm back from California after more than a week, and it's about time that I posted a link to my guest entry on Jeff VanderMeer's blog:
One of my earliest memories is of taking a book of Poe’s short stories and climbing into a tree to read it. Not just any tree, but the blooming jacaranda in my grandfather’s back yard. High up in the branches covered with purple blossoms, with my back against the main trunk, I hid away from the family sing-along and read "The Imp of the Perverse" and "A Descent Into the Maelstrom," rushing to read as much as I could before I was called back to earth to join the others.
Here's the rest:
http://www.jeffvandermeer.com/2008/01/1