Wednesday, May 13, 2009

For Anyone Who Was Ever Creeped Out By Goodnight Moon

I appreciated the Sheldon take on Goodnight Moon because I was never exposed to Margaret Wise Brown's book until I was reading it to my own littlies, and by then it was clearly too late for me. Where the hell's the narrative drive? I wanted to know. Did the person who wrote the endings to The Walton's episodes read this thing?

But, I must admit, I buy Goodnight Moon as a gift for for new babies.

Training Report: I wrote four segments for the 365 Story Project! Huzzah! And I'm getting into flow because I have segments planned for tomorrow! Huzzah! Huzzah! And I did some moving around and additions to the essay I'm working on! Huzzah! Huzzah! Huzzah! All this despite killing mass quantities of time e-mailing relatives and researching knee surgery and orthopedic surgeons, as well as starting to read Middlesex. To top off this pretty decent day, a family acquaintance had the lid fly off the top of his septic tank, while he was trying to open it. Material!

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