Sunday, April 26, 2009

Someday

It's all about fragmenting personalities, and the things that we think dreams are made of — but which prove to be the we that are made of dreams that things think. All that went through my mind as I was filling in the 'Title' box for this post.

The link, of course, is Harlan Ellison's incredibly fertile imagination. In his short story 'Shatterday', Ellison imagines the way a man might come to terms with himself by elimination.

The days of the protagonist's week are Someday, Moansday, Duesday, Woundsday, Thornsday, Freeday and Shatterday. We know his life (as we see it) begins Someday, and by Shatterday everything is resolved. It is quite a work, although the other stories in Ellison's long and chequered history are often more potent.

Well, today is the end of a chronological week in which I did my part for various orchid species. As I've always wanted on my tombstone, "He tried his best."

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