Sunday, May 13, 2007

i've lost (or found) my elephant

Have you ever had a paragraph seize you by the throat, put you in a chokehold, and slam you up against a wall? Have you ever read anything that shoved you emotionally, into the path of an oncoming train, and woke you up with its impact? Have words ever attacked your sanctuary, forced your eyes open, and made you see?

Thank you, Mr. Haruki Murakami (and Mr. Alfred Birnbaum). I hate your directness, your manipulation of language. I resent your disruption, this intrusion. Don't worry though - I'm sure this won't last too long, as I have too much to be grateful to you for.

But life was just peachy yesterday.