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I was expecting someone... taller.

I'd forgotten how often we saw Magritte

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I was expecting someone... taller.

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Samuel R. Delany read in my town tonight.
The most interesting thing about hearing someone read aloud when you've read his work a lot-- you learn that you COMPLETELY misapprehended the intonations and tone of his voice.

A very sweet man, at any rate. Though shorter than I thought he'd be.
  • Hmm, your post makes me wonder how tall you are -- I wonder if it matches with my mental image at all.
  • Oyy, lucky you.

    You've read the bit in Dhalgren where Ernest Newboy ruminates on the very same issue, yes? Did hearing him read it make his work better, or spoil it, for you?
    • You, too, can be lucky:

      From locusmag.com:
      Samuel R. Delany (Aye, and Gomorrah: And Other Stories) reads at KGB Bar, 85 East 4th Street (just off 2nd Ave), New York NY, US, Wed 16 Jul 2003, 7 p.m.
      So you, too, can go hear the man read (and he may read Driftglass for you, too!).

      To be all pomo about it: hearing his voice didn't ruin them- nor did it make them better; it just was... different. I'd need to read more Delany with his voice still solidly in my mind, to get a decision in my skull about how it differed, and if it differed for better or worse, honestly.
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