Welcome to week four of the groupread of Neil Gaiman’s “Fragile Things.” I am late to posting this yet again, because this semester is turning out to be busy. As with last week, I’ll still visit everyone’s blogs over the next day or two.
The art to the left is the Russian cover for “Fragile Things.” I rather like it, as it presents the feel of the book rather well.
And the requisite spoiler advisory… *The following content may contain spoilers.*
Good Boys Deserve Favors
“You know, this one time at band camp…” I enjoyed this one. It reminded me a bit of the time in grade school that I thought I wanted to play the flute, at which point I quickly discovered that flutes tend to give me headaches unless they are a part of 60s era psychedelic music, but that is a different story entirely. I was one of those kids who pretended to play an instrument, much as the narrator does. I like the almost supernatural power that Gaiman attaches to creativity when the boy plays something phenomenal without even knowing what he’s doing. It’s an experience that most artists get every now and again… as if one is channeling their art from another source, rather than consciously creating it.
The Facts in the Case of the Departure of Miss Finch
Where can I meet Miss Finch? She sounds eccentric and awesome. I can picture her roaming around London flanked by her saber-toothed kitties, and I pity anyone who manages to get on her bad side.
Strange Little Girls
This one was a bit of a miss for me. Granted, I haven’t listened to the Tori Amos album that it was written to accompany, so I don’t think that I got the full experience. I think it would have been better if I felt a larger overarching point, rather than just a collection of personality types. At the same time, it reminds me of a game some friends and I used to play in college, where we would look out our window and make up stories/personalities for the people below.
I’m not sure what to think about this one. It’s quite clever. I enjoyed Gaiman’s tale of the Harlequin falling in love with a mortal woman, only to be tricked into trading roles with her. At the same time, I tried to read this story while eating, and the whole cannibalism thing made me lose my appetite.
Overall, I enjoyed this week’s stories a lot more than last week’s. I think that Miss Finch was my favorite, although it was hard to decide. I’m looking forward to next week’s discussion, as there are two poems coming up!