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September 12, 2007

Mrs Whatsit Lives On


Madeleine L'Engle, author of A Wrinkle in Time and many other books, died last week. Wrinkle was one of my first tastes of science fiction and I remember being seriously creeped out by the Man with the Red Eyes. The book had that funky late-Sixties psychedelic vibe that you just can't find in Harry Potter. I have the urge to go to the library, find the book, and shove it into the hands of the first awkward preadolescent I see.

Posted by wintermute2_0 at September 12, 2007 08:34 PM

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Mark,

I tried to post a message to your blog on BBC but it blocked me saying I am malicious. I have never commented to any of your blogs ever, so how can I be malicious? I was going to comment about disabilities and immigration--how is that malicious?

I am only writing under this post because I do not see any way else to just write to you in general.

Posted by: Joyce at September 14, 2007 03:43 AM


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