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Jul. 7th, 2009 06:07 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
One of my coworkers is reading A Wrinkle In Time for the first time ever. She doesn't much like it.
I don't really know if we can be friends anymore.
Still, she hasn't gotten to Camazotz yet. I maintain that you can't meet the Man With the Red Eyes and IT without being at least somewhat intrigued.
(A Wrinkle in Time is the first book that I can remember my mom reading to me. I read our copy - and our copies of Wind in the Door and Swiftly Tilting Planet - to tatters. And for all that I have a tendency to yell, "I love you, Charles Wallace!" at the television when ever anyone gets Saved By the Power of Love, I will admit that I can't actually think the sentence "Mrs Whatsit loves me" without having to blink rapidly and swallow a couple of times.)
I don't really know if we can be friends anymore.
Still, she hasn't gotten to Camazotz yet. I maintain that you can't meet the Man With the Red Eyes and IT without being at least somewhat intrigued.
(A Wrinkle in Time is the first book that I can remember my mom reading to me. I read our copy - and our copies of Wind in the Door and Swiftly Tilting Planet - to tatters. And for all that I have a tendency to yell, "I love you, Charles Wallace!" at the television when ever anyone gets Saved By the Power of Love, I will admit that I can't actually think the sentence "Mrs Whatsit loves me" without having to blink rapidly and swallow a couple of times.)