/lit/ - Literature

>>21910404
David Mitchell is that you?
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There was a depression on. Everyone knows that now. But I swear to you that I did not. I had lived seven years in an odd cocoon, criss—crossing Victoria, writing bad cheques when I could get hold of a book, running raffles in pubs, buying stolen petrol, ransacking local tips for useful building materials. I had long since stopped trying to impress motor-car dealers and agents. I had a salesman’s vanity and could not bear rejection. I could not tolerate talking to men who would not even open my book of yellowed write-
write-ups. Those Ford and Dodge agents in Ballarat, Ararat, Shepparton, Kaniva, Warragul and Colac finished off the work that Phoebe’s poem had begun and I entered my own private depression and kept away from anything that might damage my pride any more.

I, Herbert Badgery, aviator, nationalist, now wore Molly’s belt and chose not to see that the roads were full of ghosts, men with their coats too short, their frayed trousers too long, clanking their billycans like doleful bells.

I gave up having the newspapers read aloud to me on the day Goble and McIntyre made their flight around Australia in a seaplane. I concentrated instead on the things I could hope to achieve: keeping my children clean and neat, turning the collars of my frayed shirts, polishing my boots and hoping that the brave new signs I painted on the door of the Dodge would convince people who saw me that I was a success and not a failure. The people I imagined were those who peer from a farmhouse window as a glistening custom-made utility goes by...
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>>21910385
Avon maybe he's upset because you never talk to him anymore and spend your time online with strangers instead of the man that sacrificed so much of his young life to wipe your bottom, burp your stomach, clean your vomit, teach you the alphabet, dance, play, swing you around, throw you waaay up in the air, blow your mind showing you this Earth we're on the insects and baby frogs he'd bravely pick up and etc and how impressed you were, really have his life meaning, having you look up to him, someone on Earth who loved him and ...
...and now you just see him as some old bastard to pit your mind against and tear down and call racist and judge every little thing he does (like looking grouchy, and who wouldn't?)