Greetings! Explanations follow. But first, a confession:
I’ve been afraid of Midnight’s Children for three decades. It was assigned to me in college. I never read it. And it has been staring at me balefully ever since. Like, completely full of bale.
So it was that out of fear, I cheated — cracking open the cover ahead of time yesterday afternoon. And hell if the first several pages weren’t a blast. Yes friends, I’m here to report — there was joy, not terror! A few new-to-me words. Tussock! Cheroot! But Rushdie sure can write. I’m not scared now, I’m stoked.
Also, the eerie close-coincidence of timing revealed in the second sentence? Unplanned! Spooky! Delightful! Affirmation, perhaps, that this is the book we’re supposed to be reading right now. And that I was supposed to cheat and start a day early. Phew!
In case you’re embarking on your first Meander, or you’re considering embarking on your first Meander, here’s an explanation in brief of what’s about to happen:
- Each Sunday I’ll letcha know the weekly target in a post on ye olde blog (see below for an example).
- By the following Saturday you’ll aim to read that section — usually around 50 pages or so, letting us know you’re meandering by posting a comment on that week’s thread.
- Are there prizes? Of course there are prizes! Comment each week, finish the book on time, and you’ll win a genuine magnet-sized collectible (it attracts, it adheres, it astonishes).
That’s it. That’s how it works.
Now some people will tell you that you can’t do it. That you aren’t up to the challenge. But if I may offer a modest counterpoint:
I have peered deep into your soul. I’ve witnessed that spark of the eternal that you uniquely possess. And I’m pretty sure you can do this. I like your odds, is what I’m saying. I believe in you and your Meander-ability. And I’m very glad to have your company as we take to the road, reading Midnight’s Children en masse, trying not to trip despite reading and walking at the same time.
So what’s next? The aforementioned target! Let’s meet up at the end of “Hit-the-Spittoon (pg. 52 in the Random House paperback) where, in some confusion, someone’s asking “is he going to be your father?”
And this here? This is the post for comments on MC: Book 1.1 through Book 1.3.
Oh, and also/lastly: A tussock is “a compact tuft especially of grass or sedge.” (Merriam-Webster)
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