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Saturday, August 1st, 2015
1:57 am
Happy 196th Birthday to Herman Melville!
Saturday, May 19th, 2012
7:07 pm
Friday, April 8th, 2011
6:42 pm
Saturday, April 2nd, 2011
8:38 pm
Sunday, March 20th, 2011
8:30 pm
To the last I grapple with thee

"A couple on a whale-watching trip off Cape Town, South Africa, say they had a lucky escape when a 10m (33ft) specimen leapt on to their yacht."
Friday, December 25th, 2009
4:14 pm
Chapter 22: Merry Christmas
At last the anchor was up, the sails were set, and off we glided. It was a short, cold Christmas; and as the short northern day merged into night, we found ourselves almost broad upon the wintry ocean, whose freezing spray cased us in ice, as in polished armor. The long rows of teeth on the bulwarks glistened in the moonlight; and like the white ivory tusks of some huge elephant, vast curving icicles depended from the bows.

Lank Bildad, as pilot, headed the first watch, and ever and anon, as the old craft deep dived into the green seas, and sent the shivering frost all over her, and the winds howled, and the cordage rang, his steady notes were heard,—

 Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood,
  Stand dressed in living green.
 So to the Jews old Canaan stood,
  While Jordan rolled between.

Never did those sweet words sound more sweetly to me than then. They were full of hope and fruition. Spite of this frigid winter night in the boisterous Atlantic, spite of my wet feet and wetter jacket, there was yet, it then seemed to me, many a pleasant haven in store; and meads and glades so eternally vernal, that the grass shot up by the spring, untrodden, unwilted, remains at midsummer.

Thursday, September 20th, 2007
8:27 am
New readalong
Based on feedback, I have created a community to read Les Miserables by Victor Hugo, starting next Monday! Please visit lesmisreadalong and join us if you are interested! There is a poll up to help decide how we want to read it.

This is a great way to read a classic, you know, those books you always intend to read and never do? The nice thing about reading it in a community is that you can discuss it as you read, share insight, or even frustration!

Please join us!
Monday, September 3rd, 2007
1:56 pm
Next book
Now that you have finished my mighty tome, what should we do next? Please suggest a book or two that you have always wanted to read (once Moby Dick was crossed off your list). I will compile a list, make a poll, and we can read something else together!

I was thinking about Les Miserables or War and Peace, but those are both 365 chapters long, so it might be better to start those on January 1. Not sure.

We do need to keep it to books within the public domain, unless you were open to a readalong, where we each purchase the book and discuss it along the way, but it is not posted here. If we did that, I'd want to read The Fountainhead!
Saturday, September 1st, 2007
9:23 pm
Memorable Moby Dick Quotations
Did anyone else keep a running list of quotations? I'm the dork who always keeps track. So many great ones. Most of mine were either funny, thought-provoking, sentences of beautiful writing, or helpful for understanding the book.

Share yours too!

The number at the end is the chapter, not the page numberCollapse )
Friday, August 31st, 2007
10:09 am

And I only am escaped alone to tell thee. JOB

The Drama's Done. Why then here does any one step forth? - Because one did survive the wreck.

It so chanced, that after the Parsee's disappearance, I was he whom the Fates ordained to take the place of Ahab's bowsman, when that bowsman assumed the vacant post; the same, who, when on the last day the three men were tossed from out the rocking boat, was dropped astern. So. floating on the margin of the ensuing scene, and in full sight of it, when the half-spent suction of the sunk ship reached me, I was then, but slowly, drawn towards the closing vortex. When I reached it, it had subsided to a creamy pool. Round and round, then, and ever contracting towards the button-like black bubble at the axis of that slowly wheeling circle, like another ixion I did revolve. till gaining that vital centre, the black bubble upward burst; and now, liberated by reason of its cunning spring, and owing to its great buoyancy, rising with great force, the coffin like-buoy shot lengthwise from the sea, fell over, and floated by my side. Buoyed up by that coffin, for almost one whole day and night, I floated on a soft and dirge-like main. The unharming sharks, they glided by as if with padlocks on their mouths; the savage sea-hawks sailed with sheathed beaks. On the second day, a sail drew near, nearer, and picked me up at last. It was the devious-cruising Rachel, that in her retracing search after her missing children, only found another orphan.

Thursday, August 30th, 2007
9:34 am
Wednesday, August 29th, 2007
8:54 am
Tuesday, August 28th, 2007
9:30 am
Monday, August 27th, 2007
9:25 am
Friday, August 24th, 2007
9:54 am
Thursday, August 23rd, 2007
9:08 am
Wednesday, August 22nd, 2007
9:26 am
Tuesday, August 21st, 2007
10:21 pm
Monday, August 20th, 2007
9:32 am

A very sad chapterCollapse )
Friday, August 17th, 2007
10:40 am
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