Posted on 17 May 2010 by china
Today, I get this, first thing in the morning:
“The trouble with imagining a book I would never write is that when I think of it, I think ‘but I could WRITE that…‘
So it would have to be a book of books I would never write. A book of ideas I would never have. A book of things I would never do in prose or in fiction. A book of things that should have remained unwritten, fragments and dreams and moments. Secrets too terrible to be learned. Things that would destroy me if I knew them, or hurt my friends. It would contain the secret name of God, and tell you how to pronounce that name.
It would be called IF YOU READ THIS BOOK THE WORLD WILL END.”
Have I mentioned how much I love Neil Gaiman?
Posted on 27 March 2009 by china
“I can believe things that are true and I can believe things that aren’t true and I can believe things where nobody knows if they’re true or not. I can believe in Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny and Marilyn Monroe and the Beatles and Elvis and Mister Ed. Listen–I believe that people are perfectible, that knowledge is infinite, that the world is run by secret banking cartels and is visited by aliens on a regular basis, nice ones who look like wrinkledy lemurs and bad ones who mutilate cattle and want our water and our women. Continue Reading
Posted on 02 January 2009 by china
“Upsettling is what Humpty Dumpty called ‘a portmanteau word,’ occupying the territory between upsetting and unsettling.”
Introduction to “Fragile Things” by Neil Gaiman
