Web Cowgirl 衛 思 維 (webcowgirl) wrote,
Web Cowgirl 衛 思 維
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Getting near to the solstice now. Proust

I was feeling grumpy about being up before the sun rose, but the clouds in the sky just turned into cherry frosted blueberry ripple, so now I feel better.

Ooh, and the river's gone from murk brown/grey to "blushing," just like a ripe peach. I like that.

Proust is at page 347 - he's been at "the little circle's" salon, at Mme. Vedurin's rented country home near Balbec. People have been making fun of each other in a rather mean way. I find it hard to understand why anyone would choose such company.

After having read a bit more of Alain de Botton's How Proust Can Change Your Life, I'm noticing Proust's total and complete avoidance of commonly used phrases (i.e. "raining cats and dogs"). Now it's a bit of a game for me, to see, when he goes into one of his bizarre little descriptive noodles, what the easily available description for what he's discussing would have been.
Tags: marking the seasons, proust, sodom and gomorrah
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