Thursday, May 8, 2008

The Propensity for Reading Thoughts

The trouble with my literary nature is that in reading, the language of the book becomes so much the language of my own mind that it definitively alters the manner in which I think, write and speak while reading and for an indeterminate amount of time afterward.

Having in the last few minutes just finished Love in the Time of Cholera, I feel myself well-equipped to write to anyone and everyone a love letter. But who would want such a thing from me? The timing of this reading/linguistic acquisition could not have been more horridly fortuitous, as I will now undoubtedly say the wrong thing to everyone in the course of my farewells.

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