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mooncat
response 159 of 195: Mark Unseen   Mar 10 19:31 UTC 1999

<grins>  umm... no... But Female...

mooncat
response 160 of 195: Mark Unseen   Mar 13 22:08 UTC 1999

Okay, no quesses for a few days... I'll post another quote, but
from a different book sometime today... In the mean time, some
hints... The author is female, and from North America.

sjones
response 161 of 195: Mark Unseen   Mar 14 06:39 UTC 1999

margaret atwood?  if you're speaking continentally...:)
mooncat
response 162 of 195: Mark Unseen   Mar 14 20:58 UTC 1999

Nope, not Margaret Atwood.  This author also happens to be dead.

Next quote- new book, same author (of course)

        "Emily, with an eloquent glance at Ellen's hands, went and got the dish
towel.
        "Your hands are fat and pudgy," she said. "The bones don't show at
all."
        "Never mind sassing back!  It's awful, with your poor pa dead in there.
But if you Aunt Ruth takes you she'll soon cure you of that."
        "Is Aunt Ruth going to take me?"
        "I don't know, but she ought to.  She's a widow with no chick or child,
and well-to-do."
        "I don't think I want Aunt Ruth to take me," said Emily deliberately,
after a moment's reflection.
        "Well, you won't have the choosing likely.  You ought to be thankful
to get a home anywhere.  Remember you're not of much importance."
        "I am important to myself," cried Emily proudly.
        "It'll be some chore to bring you up," muttered Ellen. "Your Aunt Ruth
is the one to do it, in my opinion.  She won't stand no nonsense.  A fine
woman she is and the neatest housekeeper on P. E. Island.  You could eat off
her floor."
        "I don't want to eat off her floor.  I don't care if a floor is dirty
as long as the tablecloth is clean."
        "Well, her tablecloths are clean too, I reckon.  She's got an elegant
house in S. with bow windows and wooden lace all round the roof.  It's very
stylish.  It would be a fine home for you.  She'd learn you some sense and
do you a world of good."
        "I don't want to learn sense and be done a world of good to," cried
Emily with a quivering lip. "I-I want somebody to love me."
        "Well, you've got to behave yourself if you want people to like you.
You're not to blame so much- your pa has spoiled you.  I told him so often
enough, but he just laughed.  I hope he ain't sorry for it now.  The fact is,
Emily Starr, you're queer, and folks don't care for queer children."
        "How am I queer?" demanded Emily.
        "You talk queer- and you act queer- and at times you look queer.  And
you're too old for your age- though that ain't your fault.  It comes of never
mixing with other children.  I've always threaped at your father to send you
to school- learning at home ain't the same thing- but he wouldn't listen to
me, of course.  I don't say but what you are as far along in book learning
as you need to be, but what you want is to learn how to be like other
children.  In one way it would be a good thing if your Uncle Oliver would take
you, for he's got a big family.  But he's not as well off as the rest, so it
ain't likely he will.  Your Uncle Wallace might, seeing as he reckons himself
the head of the family.  He's only got a grown-up daughter.  But his wife's
delicate- or fancies she is."
        "I wish Aunt Laura would take me," said Emily.  She remembered that
father had said Aunt Laura was something like her mother.
        "Aunt Laura!  She won't have no say in it- Elizabeth's boss at New
Moon.  Jimmy Murray runs the farm, but he ain't quite all there, I'm told_"
        "What part of him isn't there?" asked Emily curiously.
        "Laws, it's something about hi mind, child.  He's a bit simple- some
accident or other when he was a youngster, I've heard.  IT addled his head,
kind of.  Elizabeth was mixed up in it some way- I've never heard the rights
of it.  I don't reckon the New Moon people will want to be bothered with you.
They're awful set in their ways.  You take my advice and try to please your
Aunt Ruth.  Be polite- and well-behaved- mebbe she'll take a fancy to you.
There, that's all the dishes.  You'd better go upstairs and be out of the
way." "

gjharb
response 163 of 195: Mark Unseen   Mar 14 22:54 UTC 1999

L.M. Montgomery - Emily of New Moon.
mooncat
response 164 of 195: Mark Unseen   Mar 15 14:28 UTC 1999

Yup. :)  The first was "Blue Castle" one of Lucy Maud's later books,
and a lot of fun. :)

Gloria's up. 

gjharb
response 165 of 195: Mark Unseen   Mar 15 14:45 UTC 1999

Okay - give me a day or two to post.
gjharb
response 166 of 195: Mark Unseen   Mar 16 20:00 UTC 1999

Ok.  Hints about the author:  Male, American, still living.

"D_____ began to read hungrily. as though starved for print.  And the speed
next -- and why.  Everybody else is a robot, a machine.

     "Some persons seem to like you, and others seem to hate you, and you must
wonder why.  They are simply liking machines and hating machines.

     "You are pooped and demoralized," read D_____.  "Why wouldn't you be?
Of course it is exhausting, having to reason all the time in a universe which
wasn't meant to be reasonable."

     "D_____H_____ read on:  "You are surrounded by loving machines, hating
machines, greedy machines, unselfish machines, brave machines, cowardly
machines, truthful machines, lying machines, funny machines, solemn
machines," he read.  "Their only purpose is to stir you up in every reasonable
way, so the Creator of the Universe can watch your reactions.  They can no
more feel or reason than grandfather clocks.

     "The Creator of the Universe would now like to apologize not only for
the capricious, jostling companionship he provided during the test, but for
the trashy, stinking condition of the planet itself.  The Creator programmed
the robots to abuse it for millions of years, so it would be a poisonous,
festering cheese when you got here.  Also, he made sure it would be
desperately crowded by programming the robots, regardless of their living
conditions, to crave sexual intercourse and adore infants more than almost
anything."

gjharb
response 167 of 195: Mark Unseen   Mar 16 20:07 UTC 1999

First two paragraphs got screwed up:

     "D_____ now began to read hungrily, as though starved for print.  And
the speed-reading course he had taken at the YMCA allowed him to make a
perfect pig of himself with pages and words.

     "Dear Sir, poor sir, brave sir:"  he read, "You are an experiment by the
Creator of the Universe.  You are the only creature in the entire Universe
who has free will.  You are the only one who has to figure out what to do next
-- and why.  Everybody else is a robot, a machine.
jep
response 168 of 195: Mark Unseen   Mar 16 20:10 UTC 1999

Brian Aldiss?
gjharb
response 169 of 195: Mark Unseen   Mar 16 20:31 UTC 1999

Nope.
flem
response 170 of 195: Mark Unseen   Mar 16 22:26 UTC 1999

Stanislaw Lem?  
gjharb
response 171 of 195: Mark Unseen   Mar 17 03:02 UTC 1999

Not Lem.
sekari
response 172 of 195: Mark Unseen   Mar 17 07:27 UTC 1999

douglass adams?
cyklone
response 173 of 195: Mark Unseen   Mar 17 12:46 UTC 1999

Kurt Vonegut?
gjharb
response 174 of 195: Mark Unseen   Mar 17 19:26 UTC 1999

Kurt Vonnegut it is.  That quote was taken from Breakfast of Champions.
Cyklone - you are up.
cyklone
response 175 of 195: Mark Unseen   Mar 17 23:57 UTC 1999

For you M-netters, I was going to say irvingp, who blatantly stole that
excerpt for his plan (without attribution)

OK, here's a new fave of mine. My mother, of all people, turned me on to
this:

        There were three other people at her sitting. Mrs. Ormerod from
Belsize Park, in a dark green hat that might have been a flowerpot in a
previous life; Mr. Scroggie, thin and pallid, with bulging colorless eyes;
and Julia Petley from Hair Today,* the hairdressers' on the High Street,
fresh out of school and convinced that she herself had unplumbed occult
depths. In order to enhance the occult aspects of herself, Julia had
begun to wear far too much handbeaten silver jewelry and green eyeshadow.
She felt she looked haunted and gaunt and romantic, and she would have, if
she had lost another thirty pounds. She was convinced that she was
anorexic, because every time she looked in the mirror she did indeed see a
fat person.

*Formerly A Cut Above the Rest, formerly Mane Attraction, formerly Curl Up
and Dye, formerly A Snip at the Price, formerly Mister Brian's
Art-de-Coiffeur, formerly Robinson the Barber's, formerly Fone-a-Car
Taxis.

jazz
response 176 of 195: Mark Unseen   Mar 18 00:14 UTC 1999

        Tom Robbins?
md
response 177 of 195: Mark Unseen   Mar 18 00:42 UTC 1999

Helen Fielding?
valkyrie
response 178 of 195: Mark Unseen   Mar 18 00:57 UTC 1999

Terry Pratchett
cyklone
response 179 of 195: Mark Unseen   Mar 18 02:34 UTC 1999

OK Brenda, you have half of it, now who's the other? ;)
mcnally
response 180 of 195: Mark Unseen   Mar 18 06:15 UTC 1999

  Unless I miss my guess It's from "Good Omens" by Terry Pratchett and
  Neil Gaiman.  I'd say, though, that Brenda should get credit.
cyklone
response 181 of 195: Mark Unseen   Mar 18 13:11 UTC 1999

Yup, Mike got it right, with the names of both authors. However, since he
deferred to Brenda, she's up next. BTW, if you like Doug Adams, you'll
love "Good Omens", a humorous look at Armageddon and the bureaucracies of
Heaven and Hell . . . . .

mooncat
response 182 of 195: Mark Unseen   Mar 18 13:18 UTC 1999

(Good Omens is wonderful. :)  Have to love a book that has a HellHound
named 'Dog' -no spoiler, there is a 'cast list' at the beginning of the
book- and an angel who didn't fall, but sauntered vaguely downwards...)

valkyrie
response 183 of 195: Mark Unseen   Mar 18 16:56 UTC 1999

I knew good omens, just didn't have it in front of me for the other author's
name :).  I'll post a quote later today.
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