Currently reading: “Neverwhere”

Having finished The Last Unicorn, my choice of reading order was between Interview With the Vampire by A. N. Roquelaire Anne Rice, or Neverwhere by Neil Gaiman. I put the question to two outlets of social media, and ultimately Neverwhere won by 1 votes to 0.

I’ve experienced cinematic adaptations of Neil Gaiman’s work, but to tell you the truth, this is the first full book of his I’m attempting to read. I’ve read one personal essay, and one excerpt from Coraline which dates all the way back to my first year of uni, either fall 2003 or winter 2004 semester.

We’re both a couple of guys who were influenced by Michael Moorcock and the New Wave sci-fi authors at some point, but Neil’s got a lot more to show for it so far. I’m just at the beginning of Chapter Two, and being reminded once again that the odd time I force myself to read, I typically enjoy the experience. Is it that the idea of reading-as-chore has become so pervasive that even a person who’s aware he’s enjoyed it again and again, on numerous occasions, falls back into the general spirit of the age when he hasn’t reminded himself recently enough?

Maybe that’s taking things too far, something I’m experienced at. In any case, I’m trying to make sure that at some point in my day, I make time to keep reading this book. Usually before bed, and sometimes after a binge read of subreddits about ghosts and the paranormal.

Currently reading: The Last Unicorn

the blogger shows off peter s beagle's autograph on the last unicorn

I suspect the main reason most of us who grew up with the Rankin Bass animation of The Last Unicorn still remember it so well, is because even when presented for children, the themes in it speak to us as adults. The further I get into the book (page 80 as of this post), the clearer that gets.

Granted, I wouldn’t show the animation to young children today, because the young children in my life are easily scared and, well, that harpy, you know. It really depends on the child. I’ve also had younger cousins get really bored with the kinds of things I used to watch as a kid, so it can go both ways.

But the way the book is written would have gone over my younger head entirely. 30-something Schmendrick still hoping he can be a real magician after all that time wouldn’t have spoken to me. Molly Grue saying that of course, it’s only the last unicorn in the world who would appear to Molly Grue, wouldn’t make me feel very sad. The spider who’s convinced of being Arachne and can’t/doesn’t want to give up the illusion when all the other caged animals are freed of theirs, well, I just wouldn’t have got that back in the day.

Despite looking like such a small book, everything seems more in-depth.

I just have to be careful with this copy, though. That autograph doesn’t read “To Dylan” for good reason.