I shall finish this book fairly soon, I think. I am enjoying it very much. The last chapter I read was surreal and I loved it. One of the villagers instructed the children on what is blue. Blue, she said, crashes onto a reef and releases white. It 'belongs to the sky and can't be nicked...' 'Blue is the gap in the air of all things...' Wonderful.
It's strange but what I read today chimed with the posts of many other Salonists: viz TableTalk on descriptions of reading, and Crafty People who recently acquired Mr. Pip too, but hers had a very irritating non-sticker which spoilt the cover. I love these connections - it makes me really feel part of a community.
I shall finish here, I think.
Restrictive clauses are not parenthetic and should not be set off by commas. A sentence with a restrictive clause cannot be divided into two sentences.
The book sitting on my desk refers to a book by Charles Dickens (restrictive).
(cf. The book, which is sitting on my desk, refers to a book by Charles Dickens. (nonrestrictive)). Think that's right.
mythopoeia (from Bloomsbury site) = the making of myth.
According to Bloomsbury it is 'the deliberate and knowing creation of myth'.
Which may be a polite (or mystifying) way of calling someone a liar, I suppose.