The Introvert's Party

"I was always aware, reading Chesterton, that there was someone writing this who rejoiced in words, who deployed them on the page as an artist deploys his paints upon his palette. Behind every Chesterton sentence there was someone painting with words, and it seemed to me that at the end of any particularly good sentence or any perfectly-put paradox, you could hear the author, somewhere behind the scenes, giggling with delight. "
- excerpt from Neil Gaiman's speech to the Mythopoeic Society

Just by chance, I checked Neil Gaiman's site and fell upon this gem.  Being a rather big fan of Mr. Gaiman's (and having sensed before a correlation in his work between those of my favorite Inklings and second degree Inklings), I was overjoyed to hear his own sentiment about some very beloved authors, most specifically about his thoughts on GKC (see above excerpt).

Read his entire speech here: MythCon 35 Guest of Honour Speech

This reminds me of another similar experience I had reading Ray Bradbury's A Cat's Pajamas in my apartment alone one night and almost crying with joy when I chanced upon a poem called, The R.B., G.K.C., and G.B.S. Forever Orient Express.  I'm not the only who imagines the great minds of history marching through eternity with the same arguments poised on their lips.

I made myself a ticket of admission for a one-way trip on that train, I kid you not.  I'll find try to dig it up and post it.  What a lovely bookmark that would make, non?  Perhaps someone with a better graphic design savvy or even illustrative ability could draft one up.  I pay in snickerdoodles.

Hope you all had a great weekend.  Get writing.