I was struggling to enjoy the coffee. The coffee itself was rather good but all I wanted to do was to gulp it down as quickly as possible. I really had nothing pressing to do, I just didn't seem to want to sit.
I managed to drink the coffee as a normal coffee loving person would do but then I had trouble sitting watching the football game. The trouble I was having wasn't because my home team was losing, it was because I wanted high speed access to the internet. What I was going to do with the wanted high speed access wasn't known to me but most likely it was blog related.
I left.
When I got to my destination, anything I could scrap together into a post for my own blog really didn't interest me and I didn't seem to have the energy to read a lot of other blogs.
I did read Jamie and how he heard someone say the novel is dead. I read the comments too. The guy who said the novel was dead was holding a novel at the time. If his statement was true, he held the power to breathe a little life into the deadness but he put that power down.
I'm a bigger book buyer than I am a reader. I wouldn't say that I'm an avid reader but I like to read. I'm a big book fan. I like books. I like ink on paper. I like words and I like them written. I think the written word is more infinite than the spoken word. We can read writers from thousands of years ago. We can read voices that have long since fallen silent.
I don't think the novel is dead. I think it's an acquired taste. A taste that is best experienced while calming sitting down to enjoy the meal. A taste that doesn't come with the question of whether or not 'you what fries with that?'
A random note in my random notes for my random blog for random thoughts for
puppies for cats for for lizard for Apple pie for space cadets for rain for
sleet for the Canadian rapper, Snow…
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