"Charles de Lint - Spirits in the Wires" - читать интересную книгу автора (De Lint Charles) story grows clearer and more pertinent as you add and take away words, molding its final shape.
Not surprisingly, my shadow proved to be the opposite of who I am in so many ways. Bolder, wiser, with a better memory and a penchant for dressing up with costumes, masks, or simply formal wear. A cocktail dress in a raspberry patch. A green man mask in a winter field. SheтАЩs short, where IтАЩm tall. Dark-skinned, where IтАЩm light. Red-haired, where mineтАЩs dark. A girl to my boy, and now a woman as IтАЩm a man. If she has a name, sheтАЩs never told me it. If she has an existence outside the times weтАЩre together, she has yet to divulge it either. Naturally, IтАЩm curious about where she goes, but she doesnтАЩt like being asked questions and IтАЩve learned not to press her, because when I do, she simply goes away. Sometimes I worry about her existence. I get anxieties about schizophrenia and carefully study myself for other symptoms. But if sheтАЩs a delusion, itтАЩs singular, and otherwise I seem to be as normal as anyone else, which is to say, confused by the barrage of input and stimuli with which the modern world besets us, and trying to make do. Who was it that said sheтАЩs always trying to understand the big picture, but the trouble is, the picture just keeps getting bigger? Ani DiFranco. I think. Mostly I donтАЩt get too analytical about itтАФsomething I picked up from her, I suppose, since left to my own devices, I can worry the smallest detail to death. We have long conversations, usually late at night, when the badgering clouds swallow the stars and the darkness is most profound. Most of the time I canтАЩt see her, but I can hear her voice. I like to think weтАЩre friends; even if we donтАЩt agree about details, we can usually find common ground on how weтАЩd like things to be. FIRST MEETING file:///K|/eMule/Incoming/de%20Lint,%20Charles%20-%20Spirits%20in%20the%20Wires%20(v1.0).html (4 of 346)8-12-2006 23:50:50 SPIRITS IN THE WIRES by Charles de Lint DonтАЩt make of us more than what we are, she said. We hold no great secretтАж тАФSASKIA MADDING, тАЬArabesqueтАЭ (Moths and Wasps, 1997) Christiana Tree тАЬI feel as if I should know you,тАЭ Saskia Madding says as she approaches my chair. SheтАЩs been darting glances in my direction from across the caf├й for about fifteen minutes now and I was wondering when sheтАЩd finally come over. |
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