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May 13, 2005


Thanks for the félicitations, although Blork rains on our parade a bit today (but he's right). ;-)

We almost met at the library today! But I heard on the radio that it was closed - because of a big power outage in the neighborhood - so I headed home instead.

Ah, I like this post, beth. I love libraries, have always preferred to live inside novels and words and all that jazz. The smell of books transports me. Your library sounds so wonderful! Hurray!

...a similar story: awareness of a particular gift; conflict between its pursuit and a personal life; periods of self-doubt and depression; moments of joy and certainty.

What encouragement, even if we don't necessarily want to rub shoulders with those greats but simply want to express our modest gifts and pursue our dreams. And interesting point about the connection between biographies on shelves and these weblogs of ours! The library does contain these, too, through its computer terminals.

and the internet a vast library isn't it? holding all of our biographies. you are brilliant! wouldn't it be nice if it had that familiar smell when we log on? this triggered some memories I think I'll write about in my blog today. and like Leslie I too was touched by the thought of the shared struggles between readers and those who inspire us. the gift you have is to beautifully describe the details of the ordinary, and then take the ordinary and turn it over so we can see what is extraordinary about it. hope you find the new blog site works better for you.

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Who was Cassandra?

  • In the Iliad, she is described as the loveliest of the daughters of Priam (King of Troy), and gifted with prophecy. The god Apollo loved her, but she spurned him. As a punishment, he decreed that no one would ever believe her. So when she told her fellow Trojans that the Greeks were hiding inside the wooden horse...well, you know what happened.