Monthly Archives: September 2006

Fire and Hemlock.

No, where?
Now here!
here and now.
Nowhere.

I’m reading Candide and I keep bursting out laughing at the office because the humour is still so caustic and swift and very much the kind of humour I usually enjoy, although with a more serious slant on it.

The benefits of not having a computer and only having the internet at work are twofold: not only do I get more exercise and seeing as I go out running and the like, but I’ve also started reading for entertainment again. I’ve gone through a load of books by Diana Wynne Jones who will always remain one of my favourite novelists, through some of Chekhov’s shorts, Tess of the D’Urbervilles, and a few modern books like
The helmet of horror: The Myth of Theseus and the Minotaur
which is nothing like the title suggests. I miss not being able to play games on my PC, but really, I think the rewards of tapping into these other ideas and worlds such extremely intelligent people have composed are far greater and more enjoyable than replaying another map of Heroes of Might and Magic III. For the moment at least.

Now go read Fire and Hemlock.