Sunday, April 06, 2014

Those who would judge a work of art reveal more of themselves than of the artist under scrutiny or of his work.

Modesitt Jr., L. E. (2010-04-01). Imager: The First Book of the Imager Portfolio (Kindle Locations 672-673). Macmillan. Kindle Edition.

I’ve started the series once again, for the fourth time. More properly, I suppose, I should say I’m reading the series for the fourth time.

The quote above, taken as it is, is directed toward myself following an attempt at a readers review of another series I’ve recently finished, at the forever request of Amozon’s publicity department.

Should one buy books from Amazon, of course.

I wasn’t happy with the first book of that series. However, finish it I did and I either got use to the authors manner or he got better as he aged  because I managed to finish the four books now in print.

Well That’s neither here nor there. Yesterday I avoided the world. I spent it seeking the elusive Morel mushroom. Tromping the rocks and trees of various slopes. My search was not successful.

I choose, arriving home somewhat muddy and sore, to spice my evening meal  with canned mushrooms, which only re-enforced the idea of fresh mushrooms. However slimy such really are fried in butter.

It is spring, and Housekeeper did give me the idea of where to go. One of her customers as she mentioned, and I did beat her to the spot. The deer beat us both. Although there were horses in the area I’m not sure they eat the things or not.

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From the reaches,

Ten Whiskey

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About tenwhiskey

User tenwhiskey is also the author of this blog. He currently lives in small town Kansas in a semi-retired condition. His kids are married and gone (thank you). An empty nester. Divorced. Very happy with life as it is. Ten Mile maintains a personal blog here, writing of events as they appear to him; commentary, and opinions abound. He deviates into fiction as the mood strikes and creates flash fiction stories and short stories. He will not warn the reader when he drifts from fact to fiction. He feels adults are, generally, smart enough to figure out which is which. He does, however, attempt to make his fiction sound as true to life as possible. You have been warned. He, as time permits, writes and occasionally sells writing. More often than not he gives it away to various non-paying publishers of Ether Magazines, forums or for entertainment on a wall for in need of a hand friends. He likes candy, pies and a certain amount of strife. In the matter of strife - in his yourth on the farm, he became embroiled in a slinging fight. The fight involved lath as a launcher, fresh cow patties as ammo and it was a six way free for all. A little mud only adds (Umm?) a certain taste to life.
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3 Responses to Sunday, April 06, 2014

  1. Spot says:

    If you know where elms used to live, look for Morels there.

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