Tuesday, March 04, 2008
I had a miserable day yesterday, and wanted as I lay in bed late last night to call out sick from teaching today and to skip my law class tonight. But I picked up this short book including two short occult tales by Mircea Eliade, and an hour later was completely caught up in the stories and forgot all about flattened tires and teens with weapons.
These are stories that could have been written by M.R. James, if James were a scholar of Eastern religions and esotericism instead of Western medievalism. They are in the same vein, with perhaps a dash of Arthur Machen. Good stuff. I felt renewed and enthusiastic about language arts and literature again at the end.