Happy Autumn. Happy Fall. Happy Hop-tu-Naa! Happy Harvest. Happy Samhain. There is something stirring in the airs of Autumn. Gets me every year. To celebrate the skies of an ever shifting twilight, when the spirits soar through the liminal film between this world and that of the beyond. When the night parade of daemons and tricksters travel and trove.
I’m currently invested in the throes of Heian Era Japan, wandering the lose streets of Heian-kyō with the enchanting Sei Shōnagon (清少納言, c. 966 – 1017 or 1025) in her sensual, prosaic work the Pillow Book (c. 1000). And all the while I’m sharing stolen time between with her literary rival Murasaki Shikibu (紫 式部, English: LadyContinue reading “What was the last great book you read?”