So, my numerous and loyal readers, I must confess to you that I have sinned.
I have neglected to take the many pages of notes and observations in my notebook and place them here on this online pedestal of literary discussion so that you might feast your hungry eyes. In fact, I have even written multiple drafts of multiple posts and, perhaps in an unfortunate endeavor to satisfy my perfectionism, retained them as unpublished ghosts. However, fear not: there will indeed be food for thought here shortly--an entire banquet's-full in fact, and I cordially invite each and every one of you (and especially you, Mr. Mitchell, should you too be reading) here for a magnificent feast. Food for thought in not one, not two, but most likely three courses shall be served in quick succession, beginning shortly. You have the hostess' permission to behave as a mob of suitors on this one occasion.
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