“I saw in his hand a long spear of gold, and at the iron’s point there seemed to be a little fire. He appeared to me to be thrusting it at times into my heart, and to pierce my very entrails; when he drew it out, he seemed to draw them out also, and to leave me all on fire with a great love of God. The pain was so great, that it made me moan; and yet so surpassing was the sweetness of this excessive pain, that I could not wish to be rid of it. The soul is satisfied now with nothing less than God.”
— Teresa of Avila
“The punter never made her feel quite so taken care of, never made her feel about to be entered by something that didn’t know she was there and yet was all about making her feel good anyway, coming in. Entertainment is blind.”
— David Foster Wallace
Begin: Page 258 (“White halogen off the green of the composite surface, the light out on the indoor courts…”)
End: Page 298 (“Of particular interest are the eyes.”)
Start Date: 11/5/10
Finish Date: 11/11/10
Footnote Profile: 15 notes, including one 2.5-pager (#90)
Introducing a new feature this week: the Footnote Profile, a preview of the number and length of notes in the upcoming stage to help us get mentally prepared. This week’s is moderate to annoying, with a bunch of shorter ones and one real humdinger. In recognition of this, along with a general feeling of mercy and benevolence brought on by balmy weather and other euphoriating factors, this week’s page count is short.
I’m impressed by the fortitude of the remaining Marchers and feel like we turned a corner this week where it actually feels possible we’re going to conquer this thing. I admit I was having my doubts there for a minute but at the moment I feel…in the immortal words of HST…just sick enough to be totally confident.