As an English assignment this week my girls were given the task to write an original 3-6 page Science Fiction story. Using three of the seven characteristics of Sci Fi that I didn’t know were requirements.
I would’ve loved that assignment much more than diagramming sentences.
When I was a kid I was hooked on the Nine Princes In Amber series by Roger Zelazny. I loved Corwin. I was ten or eleven and when I’d completed the last sentence of the last page of the final book – I missed him. So, Friday night, decades later, I retrieved my copy of the book (I am a terrible nostalgist) from the shelf with my other favorites and started to read it to the girls in the car as we drove to their sleepover. Though, I can’t remember but the basic plot I still love Corwin. And I love Zelazny’s descriptions.
Books hold an important part of our childhood memories – at least they do for me and even when I’m missing my room with the canopy bed, the 9″black and white television and having nightly dinner with my parents and brothers I can still pick up a book and be transported back. I can be that kid again.
Right now War Games is on the television and earlier Madonna was on the car radio – they weren’t the best of times but they were my times.
But … back to reality, the 21st century … It’s the end of April and I’m excited about summer vacation. In a few short weeks (or 104 days according to Phineas and Ferb) summer vacation will only be a memory and this prep time a distant recollection.
Live for the moment. That’s a great motto but right now my moment consists of trouble with Chase. Not so much as writer’s block more akin to AHHHGG!
Back to Corwin where it’s safe.