A Little More Serious

The Road

The paragraphs below represent an excerpt from the poetry, passages and photos featured on the site of two kindred sisters. They are my partners in blogging crime, sugar and muchiness.

Ever since the original post went up, I’ve felt a clawing need to share this story with you. But I resisted, remained still and let what lies below to marinate and stay quietly private for just a bit longer.

After you peek at the sample, spend the rest of your time reading the original post, The Day the World Went Away on Words for the Weekend. Christy and Jennie conjured and composed a masterful collection of classic and original writing that will move and touch your soul.

I’m humbled that these ladies also featured some of my photography in their entry. Only informed with a general theme and unaware of planned placement, it was a complete honor and surprise to be paired with passages from The Road by Cormac McCarthy. It was also a blatant sign that I needed to have the courage to experience the story Mr. McCarthy so eloquently crafted. Something a friend had been pushing me to do for a while–something that I was resisting.

Christy gently cautioned me on the darkness of the story and recommended that I wait to watch it until I was in a sunny, happy place. I found that happy place and within a week I’d read the book, watched the movie and silently thanked that old friend for coaxing me to do so in the first place.

****

IMG_2731

“He walked out in the gray light and stood and he saw for a brief moment the absolute truth of the world. The cold relentless circling of the intestate earth. Darkness implacable. The blind dogs of the sun in their running. The crushing black vacuum of the universe. And somewhere two hunted animals trembling like ground-foxes in their cover. Borrowed time and borrowed world and borrowed eyes with which to sorrow it.”

****

IMG_5783

“When he went back to the fire he knelt and smoothed her hair as she slept and he said if he were God he would have made the world just so and no different.”

“You forget what you want to remember, and you remember what you want to forget.”

~ Cormac McCarthy, The Road

****

Click here to see the rest of the masterful post and experience the raw talent of Cayman, Mary, Marius, Jennie and Christy. Cayman and Jennie (C.K. Hope) each wrote original pieces inspired by the theme–I’ve read both more than a dozen times.

Special thanks to Christy and Jennie for letting me in on the adventure. Twinkies and donuts were had by all–impatiently waiting on the return of Daryl.

****

Posted in parallel to Travel on the Ps and Qs site.

6 thoughts on “The Road

    1. I devour books, so I had to see the movie after I read it. Obviously, it was so so sad and I was tense the whole time…but wow! The scenes were exactly as I imagined them, the cinematography was crazy good and I love Viggo and Robert. It was also chilling to see how closely my first railroad track photo matched the movie captures.
      And of COuRSe I’m gonna mention Words! You’re the one who trusted me with your ideas!
      Xo, Michelle

      Like

  1. I haven’t seen or read The Road. Somehow that surprises people 😉 I keep meaning to but … I forget lol I’m going to have to read it!

    I’m STILL awaiting the return of Daryl. Last week I kept looking at the clock as it ticked off the minutes left in the hour thinking “Wow, they better get to where Daryl is!” and then, no they cut it off and make us wait another week *sigh*

    xo

    Like

    1. I didn’t really want to see/read the road because I knew it was sad. But, I’m glad that I did.
      I tend to flutter away from the sad stuff–which is why bad comedy and football games appeal to me the most 🙂
      Thanks for stopping by…8 hours from Daryl (hopefully!)

      Like

What's on your mind?

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s