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Peder said:Breaca,
Sounds normal to me!
As for Glory, no problem! I'm sure I can remember it for a long time after I finish it, and before any discussion begins. I'm reading as slow as I can, though.
One chapter per cup,
Peder
Steffee,steffee said:Hello everyone! How is Glory coming along so far then? Anyone finished?
Nabokov's body was creamated at a simple nonreligious funeral service in Vevey on July 7, 1977, with only a dozen family members and friends present, including Vera, Dmitri, Elena, and Nabokov's cousins Nicolas and Sergey, his German publisher, Ledig Rowohlt, Beverly Loo, and his Montreaux friends Martin and Margaret Newstead. The next day only Vera and Dmitri were present when his ashes were interred, under the shadow of the chateau of Chatelard, in Clarens cemetery. ............Two weeks after his funeral, an American memorial service was organized by Beverly Loo. On New York's hottest day for forty years--the temperature reached 104 degrees Fahrenheit, the humidity was stifling--there was standing room only as five hundred people packed the McGraw-Hill auditorium to hear Harold McGraw, Alfred Appel, Julian Moynahan, Alfred Kazin, John Updike, and Dmitri Nabokov pay tribute.
But Nabokov's true memorials are elsewhere. In the remarks of two freshmen Alfred Appel overheard after his first class for the year on Lolita: "Don't you love every sentence?" "Yes. Which are your favorite passages?" Or on the jacket notes for a 1989 Soviet recording of Nabokov's prose: "You feel compelled to reread every sentence several times, enjoying its rhythm, its metaphors, its similes. Reverently preserving in his own work the best traditions of Russian prose, the prose of Pushkin, Lermontov, Chekhov and Bunin, Nabokov creates his own mode of writing, unique in its system of images and in the fluidity and musicality of its phrasing."
More carrots? Heh, heh...I can't throw any stones, I am half way thru a new detective story that is quite riviting, and will finish today. I wanted to finish yesterday, but was too bushed.
Still,StillILearn said:I'm also wondering how one herds cats with chocolate covered carrots.
Steffee,steffee said:...I'm not finished actually. Nowhere near. I will try and finish tomorrow.
I don't mind being a catherder though