is what I feel right now. I suppose that a book with and about the end of the world cannot have a lesser effect on a person. Last evening I finished reading "Everything matters!" by Ron Currie Jr. How would you develop as a person, what kind of life would you lead if you knew exactly when and how humanity would disappear and that it will happen in your own lifetime? This is the story of the main character, who was given this information when he was in his mother's womb. Fun, eh?
These days I've also sped through Sandman volumes 3 and 4, especially the second one which was a macabre feast. The Dream Lord finds that he must descend to Hell once more, where he is not welcome. What he finds there is... well, nothing and no one because Lucifer decided to quit being leader of Hell and therefore he cast out all demons, leaving the key into Morpheus' hands. Literally. Ha, that was a great read. Neil Gaiman's works offer a reading list as well. It is quite short so far but here it is:
"A Midsummer Night's Dream" - Shakespeare
"Paradise Lost" - Milton
"The man who was thursday" - Chesterton
These are all in my "to read" pile since forever and a day but now I finally have some motivation to get my hands and eyes on them. From Gaiman's books one can also get a nice soundtrack, I remember there was some Queen in "Good omens" and plenty of other songs in the "Sandman" but I didn't stop to note those down.
I feel as if writer's block is lurking about me, though I suppose that that is a presence which follows every writer, all the time, like a shadow, just waiting to jump and bite the writing hand. So I wish you all good inspiration for this weekend!
Take care! M.