Mighty Red Pen

April 19, 2010

Girls go to college to get more knowledge

Filed under: Spellbound — mighty red pen @ 6:53 pm
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Today in the Greater Boston area we celebrated Marathon Monday Patriots’ Day. This is the day that we cheer hundreds of runners as they run for 26 miles we honor the beginnings of the Revolutionary War. It’s just a huge coincidence that the Boston Marathon also takes place on this day (wink wink).

I have heard—because there is nothing, and I mean nothing, on God’s green earth that could ever compel me to find this out in person by running the marathon myself—that one of the greatest parts of running the Boston Marathon is passing the throngs of cheering supporters, in particular those who are stationed in and around Wellesley College.

 

Hat tip to Gopher, who spotted this little tidbit here.

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April 19, 2009

A race to the finish line

Filed under: Lit review — mighty red pen @ 7:41 pm
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Monday, April 20 is the day we have a little race around these parts called the Boston Marathon. In honor of those who will make it to the finish line, I’m sharing a couple on instances where MRP did not.

You may have heard that MRP is about 35 pages into Updike’s Rabbit, Run and I’m already considering abandoning it for something else a little less, er, smugly self-satisfied with its own literary prowess. Having said that, I have to say that I hate to put a book down once I’ve started it, it’s my own little thing. However, here are three that defeated me:

1. Skinny Legs and All by Tom Robbins. After 50 pages, I just couldn’t go on. The characters were so vapid. I did, however, usefully learn the difference between naked (you have no clothes on) and nekkid (you have no clothes on and are up to no good), which I have carried with me since then.

2. Vanity Fair, by Thackeray. I wanted to read this because I grew up near Thackeray Road and also it may have been on some list of “Great Books” or something. But eventually the, er, vanity just got to me.

3. A Prayer for Owen Meany, by John Irving. I DID ACTUALLY READ THIS ENTIRE BOOK BUT I FOUND THE ALL CAPS THING SO ANNOYING THAT I WISHED I HAD JUST PUT IT DOWN.

So I put this to you, readers: what’s a book you’ve put down before finishing because you just couldn’t stand to get to the end? And why?

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