I have decided to return to the Baroque Cycle by Neal Stephenson. I have determined that the only reason I really like science fiction is because the kind I really enjoy make me think of history. Historical fiction is my favorite literary form. So perhaps I am now officially an old man.
I don't feel old. I feel slow, and I see no good reason to hurry up, because I know what's on the other side of the mountain. It's another mountain.
Stephenson's Quicksilver, which I read long ago, is now available in audiobook. So I'm wasting my money on that old mountain. But now that I have a peasant theory, the misadventures of Half Cocked Jack Shaftoe are all the more fascinating. In fact, I think he becomes much more of an archtype in my mind.
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