Monday, October 18, 2010

Page Twenty-Six

I really love this quote from Richard Flanagan's Gould's Book of Fish.

The Book of Fish with its myriad wonders and its horrific, unfolding and ever-growing tale, was gone.  I had lost something fundamental and had acquired in its place a curious infection; the terrible contagion of unrequited love.

I can totally (100%!) relate to that.  I won't share the details of why...at least not now.  I've written too much today already. AND I'm trying to be all mysterious like Amelia and Riley. 

I do love when an author perfectly expresses MY feelings. It saves me the job of trying to explain myself.

And yeah. I'm betting there won't be many people who understand my Amelia and Riley reference.   That makes me feel even MORE mysterious.