I’m taking a break from wrestling with a bit of Technical Writing homework, wrapping up the end of the semester. The return to school siphoned more of my attention than i expected.
I had no clue that Marcia Brown, author of a lot of children’s storybooks that i read as a kid, adapted a poem of Blaise Cendrars into a storybook called Shadow.
In fact…. i’m dimly recalling reading the book. (As an adult, early in my tenure working in bookstores.) It’s strange to figure out that some pieces of the puzzle were right in front of me earlier than they seemed. I forgot what led me first to Moravagine, but it certainly wasn’t any memory of reading Shadow.