After you go so far away from it, though, you can’t really get it back. You can have seconds of it. Just seconds of knowing and remembering. When people get weepy at movies, it’s because in that dark theater the golden pool of magic is touched, just briefly. Then they come out into the hard sun of logic and reason again and it dries up, and they’re left feeling a little heartsad and not knowing why. When a song stirs a memory, when motes of dust turning in a shaft of light takes your attention from the world, when you listen to a train passing on a track at night in the distance and wonder where it might be going, you step beyond who you are and where you are. For the briefest of instants, you have stepped into the magic realm.
That’s what I believe.”
—Robert McCammon, “Boys Life”
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Date: 2012-03-24 12:47 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2012-03-24 01:13 am (UTC)From:I'm new to DW and was looking to connect here with friends both old and new. Mostly, I just like talking to people who love books and writing as much as I do.
Also, I adore McCammon--especially Boy's Life. It haunts.
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