tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23502762.post117115400850455015..comments2024-02-19T23:01:34.366+11:00Comments on eglantine's cake:: N is for Neville Who Died of Ennui*Penni Russonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17956453252195293843noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23502762.post-1171255722578779092007-02-12T15:48:00.000+11:002007-02-12T15:48:00.000+11:00That sounds like an awesome thesis topic! Good luc...That sounds like an awesome thesis topic! Good luck narrowing it down - my brain is breaking just beginning to think about the implications!Zeddhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05586972108551981624noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23502762.post-1171230550922700222007-02-12T08:49:00.000+11:002007-02-12T08:49:00.000+11:00ooh Pen, lucky you, I'm v int'rested! Addicted to ...ooh Pen, lucky you, I'm v int'rested! Addicted to melanchooly (sorry) children's books. Most of Margaret Wild is in our bookshelf b/c I love them. Love to read what you write if you want to share when you're done. Lots of pinging in my head. I have so many melancholy moments remaining from childhood; from an early age I thought about dying and truth and wondered what was *real*, and the adults in my life didn't want to talk about that stuff... I think that's why books became so important, b/c they allowed the conversations that adults would not. They helped create my own reality map, which of course is still in progress, argh. Of course, this could be absolutely nothing to do with what you're thinking about, teehee ;)<BR/>xxxEmhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06512540414202977424noreply@blogger.com