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Wednesday, December 20, 2006

It's always about the worst-case scenario

Jill tagged me again. Okay, here goes:
"That is the task my mind has set for itself, the endless surveying of worst-possible scenarios. Despite myself, I am romancing trouble. Despite myself, I stray near the edge of the cliff."
Finding Water: The Art of Perseverance by Julia Cameron.

Okay, Kelly, Jeff and Lori.

Here are original instructions from Dispassionate Liberal.
  1. Grab the book closest to you.
  2. Open to page 123, go down to the 4th sentence.
  3. Post the text of the following 3 sentences on your blog.
  4. Name of the book and the author.
  5. Tag three people of your own.

7 comments:

Kelly Boyer Sagert said...

Interesting! Since we take turns, re: posting on WoM, I'll need to find out when there is an opening slot, but in the meantime here is my text:

He wrote about one large bright Sunday when he had preached on a sunlit hillside to a large responsive group of people. Another man would have been gratified by so much attention, but David Brainerd later confided to his diary that night. “Was too much crowded with company and conversation and longed to be more alone with God.”

Lori said...

Hmmm... the book closest to me is the latest Journal of World History, which, being #4 of the volume, goes from 353 to 478. That puts p. 123 on an ad -- no sentences there. How about what's under that? Amy Krouse Rosenthal's Encyclopedia of an Ordinary LIfe. Hmmm... only one sentence on that page. Chicago Manual indexing guide? No p. 123. Under that, Head First HTML with CSS & XHTML, with a crossword answer and three sentences of text.

I guess I'm stumped. But now you have an idea of the breadth of my desk droppings.

Wendy Hoke said...

Thanks for sharing, ladies. Lori, I'm so glad to hear from you. How are things?

steveg said...

I hate memes and things like this, but since I haven't visited for a while and I was curious in what my answer would be, if in fact I was invited to the meme, so my answer.

First, I keep books on both sides of my L-shaped desk, one side are books in the reading que and the other books dog-eared to transcribe something I wanted to keep handy. They tend to be equidistant from me, the center of my universe. Books I'm reading are on the nitestand by the bed, the center of not very much since the divorce.

Anyway, the on deck book is Stories and Prose Poems by Alexander Solzhenitsyn. "No, not merely cleaving- the swing of his arm was the gesture of someone opening up a great new roadway. He swung it like some ancient chieftain pointing the way ahead to his warriors, like the first navigator who has at last found the the true azimuth pointing to the North Pole. And only when he had done his duty did he turn towards Fyodor Mikheyich and explain to him: "It must be done like this, comrade."

Oooh, can't wait to get into this story!

The transcription book is A Guide to the Bodhisattva Way of Life by Shantideva. "Bodily apertures are not I, nor, in any way are the six consciousnesses. If the awareness of sound were I, then sound would always be apprehended. But without an object of awareness, what does it cognize on account of which it is called awareness?"

A part of explaining emptiness that is ourselves. Heady stuff. Did I impress anybody with my reading erudition? I need a drink.

Hope all is well, Wendy. You too Lori and Jeff. Don't know you, Kelly, but be well as well.

steveg said...

Oh wait a minute, I do know you Kelly! Be well anyway. ;)

Wendy Hoke said...

Hey Steve! So good to hear from you. I'm sorry to hear about your divorce. Here's hoping 2007 brings peace and happiness.

steveg said...

The divorce is over a year ago. I think I'm over it by now, tho wrote a good poem last month with it as a sub plot. (Do poems have plots?)