Phantastes by George MacDonald is so fun and imaginative I can’t stop reading it. It’s about a man who ends up in Fairyland and wanders in and out of trouble. C.S. Lewis claims this is one of his childhood favorites. It is quite inspirational for me and even more so for some of the pieces I’m working on. I have a thing for older literature so a book published in 1858 is perfect for me.
I go to the library daily to think because if I sit home all I want to do it sleep. So I pack my books and journals and laptop and drive myself to the library everyday. But the words are dwindling. Even so I find myself here with hopes that maybe the words will come in.
Today I bought used books and sniffed each one before purchase. It’s silly I know but if they are moldy its makes my nose itch.
And then I won’t read them.
I’d rather pass up a moldy book than have a book that’s never read.
So if you don’t know this yet I’m a huge Roald Dahl Fan. (I mostly love Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.) While reading ” Story Teller: The Authorized Biography of Roald Dahl” I found that he has a museum in the UK! Visiting the Roald Dahl museum is officially on my bucket list. It’s located in Great Missenden which “was home to Roald Dahl for 36 years until his death in 1990. He wrote all of his children’s books and many of his adult short stories in the Writing Hut he had built in his garden. Many of Roald Dahl’s stories are based in and around the village.”
Sitting in my cardboard box room
Only small coin in my hand
Flip on the tube, there’s happy people
Living well across the land
Got bright smiles and new clothing
Spending money just for fun
Why should they have all the pleasure
Why not let me dance in the sun
I want it all
I want it all and then some
I want it all
I want it all for myself
I work my fingers to the marrow
I don’t complain, do what I’m told
But every week my check keeps shrinking
While suits upstairs rake in the gold
I don’t wish bad on anybody
That’s what I’d say if you would ask
But in my heart I know I’m lying
I’m plotting out a darker task
I got a plan to get my share now
Gonna keep it short and sweet
I’m gonna make a revolution
And crush the pigs beneath my feet
Put all their money in a pile
I’ll swim in it like Scrooge McDuck
And when the poor creeps come round begging
Laugh in their face, won’t give a fuck