But Becharmed Anew
Life has been a little tougher without East of Eden these past couple of weeks. As Tom and I discussed in August (while he was reading East of Eden, incidentally), it's tough to walk away from something that has truly grabbed you.
But read on we must. And I'm trying. With Melville. Benito Cereno.
The beginning was a struggle. But not so much anymore. Not for the past 10 or so pages anyway.
Something happened. Something clicked. And I suspect it had to do with one character wondering if another might be "of a piratical character."
Those were the first words I underlined. I dug them. Piratical. A new word for me. And a damn good one.
And, then, nine pages and much pen scratching later, I hit this:
Trying to break one charm, he was but becharmed anew.
