"The music was more than music - at least, more than what we are used to hearing. The sound connected instantly with something deep and joyous. Those powerful moments of true knowledge which we paper over with daily life. The music tapped our terrors, too. Things we'd lived through and wanted never to repeat. Shredded imaginings, unadmitted longings, fear, and also surprising pleasures. We can't live at that pitch. But every so often, something shatters like ice and we fall into the river of our own existence. We are aware."
Louise Erdrich, Shamengwa, in The Best American Short Stories, at 174 (2003 ed.).
merry christmas. late. hope your new year is great.
Posted by: cyberangel | Saturday, December 27, 2003 at 12:03 PM