Jumping off from Raidergirl3’s an adventure in reading, It’s Tuesday, Where are You?, I’m still in the western hills of North Carolina with Eugene Gant as he is growing up in Thomas Wolfe’s Look Homeward, Angel. Right now, I’m in a one-room schoolhouse with Eugene as he continues to fall in love with reading (how appropriate, huh?). For a short while, very short while, I was in a land where a Rooster named Chantecleer lived in Walter Wangerin Jr.’s The Book of the Dun Cow, but I didn’t like it there much. So now at the request of my wife, I’m off to the home of a South American country’s vice president where a lavish birthday party is being held for Mr. Hosokokawa in Ann Patchett’s Bel Canto. I hope it’s better there, but I have a feeling from reading the back of the book, there’s going to be trouble, capital T, as in “Terrorists.”
As long as it’s not raining there, though, it should be fine, because all it seems like it wants to do here is rain or look like it’s going to rain, which doesn’t help me in my quest to climb a local mountain here a couple times a week. The allergy headaches it’s causing are a hindrance too.
So where in the world are you today, Carmen Sandiego? And if your name isn’t Carmen Sandiego, that’s all right, I sometimes get confused in the stream-of-consciousness that’s going on in my head (like Faulkner, like Joyce, like…well, you get the idea), but I’d still like to know where you are in your reading.