Faulkner, like a rich smoky Scotch whiskey, is an aquired taste. New readers have to be willing to submit to his work and few readers, new or otherwise, are truly willing to give a complex work of literature the wide berth it needs to be what it is. And that voice is presented in a sort of anachronistic prose more akin with the great epic poems of ancient literature than the work of his modernist contemporaries.
This is part 5 in a series. The first four parts are: If you've read them, you're up to speed. They're not mine, but I love them like they were. This story picks up more than a year after Vita Nova ended. Two kids now, and all the chaos that brings. Some relationship angst, but always a happy ending.
Title translates to 'Always Faithful.
Seuss for McElligot's Pool Feedback: November 23, Dana Scully was six miles high and her leg had fallen asleep. It was somewhere beyond numb and not quite yet at pins and needles when she reached down and adjusted Will's sleeping head on her lap.
She was the only one awake. Thank God for empty seats. It made flying with small children almost tolerable. She used to be one of the single, childless people who watched as parents with babies boarded the plane and hoped that they weren't the ones assigned to seats 16 E and F when she was in 16D.
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It wasn't that she didn't like kids back then. But being imprisoned inside a large aluminum flying object for hours seemed to have a Jekyll and Hyde effect on most children.
She always ended up next to the one who screamed inconsolably while Mulder usually got the one who kicked the back of his seat.
Now she was the one ignoring the looks as she squeezed down the aisle, all the way to the back of the plane, with a four-year-old, a seventeen-month-old, an overstuffed diaper bag, and a folded umbrella stroller. What goes around, comes around. Mulder sat directly across the aisle from her, Claire sitting in his lap facing him in an embrace, her sleeping mouth slack against his shoulder, brown curls falling in ringlets over her closed eyes.
Mulder's head dipped back against the headrest, trying to make the most of the slight recline offered by the airplane seat. Both of his arms were wrapped underneath Claire's, his fingers laced behind her back, clutching her safely to him.
Scully didn't think either of them had moved in over an hour. Claire's pink leggings had ridden up against Mulder's thigh, exposing smooth, baby soft skin the color of her father's. At over a year and a half, besides the shape of her nose and mouth which Scully could claim, Claire was all Mulder.
She had a head full of disorderly chestnut brown ringlets, hazel eyes, and a sun-kissed complexion several shades darker than Scully's. William stirred and yawned. His eyes fluttered open and he sat up, eyeing his surroundings suspiciously for a few seconds until he realized where he was.
They made their way to the back of the plane. She was used to cursing her small stature, but at times like this, it came in handy.
She couldn't imagine Mulder trying to fold himself and William into an airplane lavatory. Just getting him into a coach seat that wasn't in an exit aisle was like fitting a giraffe into a Volkswagen.
William stood in front of the toilet with his pants at his ankles. If you didn't count crackers, Claire's food repertoire consisted of about six items that she would eat reliably. If there was ever an argument for nature versus nurture, this would be it.
They had done virtually nothing different with Claire than they had done with William. He ate everything and she ate next to nothing. Scully was endlessly frustrated; Mulder didn't have a problem upgrading Goldfish crackers to food group status and just adding a chewable vitamin to the mix.Curly's mind has changed in the face of rejection now, professing his love for Kimberly, putting more of the blame on her parents (and he's right!).
He leaves the table and rushes a . The 56th New York Film Festival (NYFF), presented by the Film Society of Lincoln Center, runs from September 28 through October 14 featuring a number of science and technology-related films including Claire Denis’ HIGH LIFE, Olivier Assayas’ NON-FICTION, and Nicole Perlman’s short film THE SLOWS.
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