Not sure why I've only done this now, but I've added a search function for woofreakinhoo. And as a friend of mine says, I'm really chuffed - which I am thinking is a good thing, right?
I'm not looking it up on Urban Dictionary, because you never know what you're going to get there. It's like searching for medical symptoms on the web - you're always only three clicks away from cancer.
It occurred to me that this blog has been around for quite awhile. And I'm kinda loving digging around the archives. So I've decided to add something new - a throwback machine if you will. On Fridays, I will dig up an old post and put it up. Why you ask? Well, I'm a sucker for nostalgia. But also a lot more people read this blog now, and it will be fun to show some of the historicity. That's gotta be a word, right?
In the Friday Woo-back Machine... (I just made that up)... a short one on Saramago - who still amazes me.
From March 30, 2009
The Writer Writes...
The writer of this blog has been reading a book, quite a wonderful book, in which the sentences ramble on yet always with purpose and interspersed with dialogue that emerges within the narrative, flowing uninterrupted by punctuation, or at least quotation marks, Puzzling he says aloud and waits for a response from anyone near by, to which his wife replies, Come down for supper you lunkhead, and he sighs and searches for the end of sentence which approaches but never seems to arrive, until at last he can hit the small white square on his keyboard that denotes a full stop.
How in the hell does Jose Saramago write whole novels that way?
(Finally getting around to reading Blindness).
Let me know what you think of the throwback - and search away in that box in the upper right corner.