Today I successfully rode my bike to work. TBF was instrumental in making this possible.
I feel quite Christmassy, in May I know, I know. It’s because I just howled my way through the description of how Owen Meany takes over the town’s pageant. Having grown up in church myself I could hardly read the page as it was blurred with tears of hysterical laughter. His rant about the doves is divine… pun intended.
Now I want to watch Simon Birch again. I probably won’t though as The Golden Compass was such a let down. Movies…sigh. Does anyone know why they changed the name Owen Meany to Simon Birch? I’m insatiably curious.
“Ah, yes, Owen, what was it about the turtledoves?” the Rev. Mr. Wiggin said.
“THEY LOOK LIKE THEY’RE FROM OUTER SPACE,” Owen said. “NO ONE KNOWS WHAT THEY’RE SUPPOSED TO BE.”
“They’re doves!” Barb Wiggin said. “Everyone knows what doves are!”
“THEY’RE GIANT DOVES,” Owen said. “THEY’RE AS BIG AS HALF A DONKEY. WHAT KIND OF BIRD IS THAT?A BIRD FROM MARS? THEY’RE ACTUALLY KIND OF FRIGHTENING.” (4.116-119)