I haven’t written in ages. Years. Decades. Clearly, my hyperbole is still intact, so I think it is safe to proceed.
Neil Gaiman. That’s the name of the guy getting credit for this post. Neil Gaiman and OverDrive. OverDrive is also getting credit for this post, because OverDrive, a free app that enables you to check out books from your local library and read or hear on your phone, tablet, etc., introduced me to Mr. Gaiman. Mr. Gaiman. That’s too formal. Going forward, I’m going to refer to Mr. Gaiman by his first name. I don’t think he’ll mind.
Whenever I visit my local Barnes and Noble Bookseller, I typically head straight to the Children’s section to find books for my boys. On more than one occasion, I’ve found myself spending several minutes starring at Neil’s novel, The Graveyard Book. I’ve yet to buy the book, but I might. One day. Or, I will listen to it online through OverDrive. Still, though I’ve not bought the book, I have his name in my head. And recently, while searching through my library’s electronic card catalog of the 21st Century via OverDrive, I came across Neil’s The Ocean at the End of the Lane. Once I started listening to the book, narrated by Neil himself, I was smitten.
Quite simply, I have fallen in love with Neil and his writing style. Even as I type this, I am reading it in his voice.
Those who know me in real life, as opposed to this digital life made up of 0s and 1s, tell me I write like I speak. They tell me they read my posts, hearing my voice as they read. I’ve not actually read one of Neil’s books – only listened. And, I’ve only completely listened to one book. (Though yesterday, I started another one of his books, Trigger Warning. I was drawn to it because it reference The Ocean, so it seemed the logical choice.)
Because I’ve not yet read one of his books, I don’t know if Neil’s books read like he speaks. And, I suppose it is safe to say I will never know if his books read like he speaks; because, well, after hearing Neil read his own books, I can only assume if/when I actually read one of his books, I will read it in his voice, trying to emulate the inflections and tones I’ve heard him make, much like I am doing now as I share this story with you.
And, with that, I think I’ve come to the end of this story. That is to say, I’ve scratched my ‘itch to write’ enough to satisfy it for another day or two – or 365 or more. But, I feel it necessary to let you know that I quite enjoyed The Ocean at the End of the Lane, though the ending wasn’t as exciting as I had hoped. (The description of the worm in the foot and the visual triggered by the said description will live with me forever. Thanks for that, Neil.) I am also enjoying Trigger Warning. My Cassandra was George Robinson. Fortunately for me, he stayed a work of fiction.
I’m pleased to finally meet your creations, Mr. Gaiman.* Formalities feel necessary at this point. It may take me awhile to get up to speed with the hip and happening, but I like to think I make it eventually. If only for a moment.
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* Please know, though I’ve not read Coraline, I’ve seen the movie. (I realize that disclosure could be considered sacrilegious.) And no, I did not realize Coraline was a work of Gaiman. See post reference about my struggle to be hip and happening.
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There have been a couple times when I heard an author read his work aloud before reading it myself and I wondered if having that voice in my head influenced how much I enjoyed it. David Sedaris comes to mind.
I’ve had The Graveyard Book on my list for years. Hope to see you again before too long. I’ve also taken periodic, long breaks from the blog.
David Sedaris is hilarious. I’ve not heard his voice, so his tones and inflections remain a mystery. I suspect hearing him read his own words would make it all the more funny.
I hope you are doing well, Paul. Life is keeping me too busy to write. My plan was to get something out tonight, too, alas kids have a way of changing the evening plans.
Oh my heart lifted when I found you in my “reader” this morning! Good to hear from you, so to speak. I’ve heard of Mr. Gaiman, and I may have read excerpts of his work in The Sun Magazine, but I’ve not yet actually read or listened to him. Thanks for the tip. I’ll look for him next time I’m book shopping.
Linda, I miss your kindness. You made my heart lift, too. Thank you. Once I am done with Trigger Warning, I plan on getting the The Graveyard book. I am becoming increasingly obsessed.
there is an ocean at the end of our lane! Lovely picture of Carl
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There IS an ocean at the end of our lane. We’re the luckiest ever.
Hey there, stranger! I’ll take the book suggestion – thanks for that.
My pleasure, Peg. I’m not an avid reader, but I’m learning to be an avid listener. Daniel Silva’s The Confessor and The English Girl are also wonderful reads.
I will be sure to check out Neil and this overdrive app. So good to read your writing again!
Hello Lenore Diane. I’ve missed you so welcome back. Write when it suits you so that we know you are still with us. Sorry for the tardiness of this comment. Last year was a bit of a problem for me and I didn’t read many blogposts