Two Sentence Tuesday -- Now With Goats

Heidi: You can't spell it without goats.

Last night we started reading Heidi as our bedtime story. We had to get the awful memory of the sequel out of our minds.
It's my favourite book. I've read it several times mostly just because I wanted to though the last time was due to an unignorable urge.
It was 21 years ago. I'd just met my future husband and felt I had to a) read Heidi again and b) go to Peru. Got to the reading in a few weeks. Peru was our first trip together.
Meanwhile, back on the Alm, here are two from Heidi by Johanna Spyri (copyright MCVMXLIV, and MCMLV, Whitman Publishing Company.):
"From the pleasantly situated old town of Mayenfeld a footpath leads up through shady green meadows to the foot of the mountains. Any one who follows it will soon catch the pungent fragrance of grassy pasture lands, for the footpath goes straight and steep to the Alps."
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As for me, the editing/rewriting/ torquing up of BloodLovers is coming along. It's slow, but I am trying to do a good job of it.
Here's a sample:
"Volga tightened his hold and stared into Dilleman's eyes.
'No.' "
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Twofer Tuesday --Book Report, and More Goats!

 For your goating pleasure.

If you'll recall a few months ago my husband and I were reading the sequel to Heidi called Heidi Grows Up  by Charles Tritten, Johanna Spyri's translator.
I believe I promised at least one of my faithful readers I'd let you know how it was when we were done. I've let the matter cool and gather for a while now.
I called it a dry read then, and I'll go so far as to call it egregious now. Some people can write out a grocery list and it's a soaring epic of pain and joy. Tritten took a good idea and made it read like a grocery list.
It was boring and dull. Description was not his gift so we don't have a clear picture of Maienfeld or Dorfli or the mountains or, well, anything. He does mention the Falknis on occasion as though everyone ought to know all about it.
Anyone who's read Spyri's wonderful work knows that Heidi and Peter will end up together. In the sequel it seems Heidi is clueless as to this outcome.  I understand what the author was trying to do, but he failed.
I know I sound harsh, but  it's how I see it. Others may disagree. For Tritten's sake I hope so. I hope he has fans who love his work and that he made a healthy living with his two (he also wrote Heidi's Children) sequels.
Good for him for doing this. I think everyone should pursue their dreams and I'm happy that he got to do it.  I wish it had been to my taste, but it wasn't and in all fairness, Heidi was a tough act to follow.

Meanwhile I've been reading at a reasonable pace and whittled my TBR main pile (we won't discuss the back up TBR pile) so dangerously low that I had to buy more books the other day.  One does as one can.

Last week I read  Equal Rites, by Terry Pratchett (Corgi Books, 1987)
Two lines:
"She found that life in the cottage wasn't entirely straightforward. There was the matter of the goats' names, for example."
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I've done a bit more work on Dead Broke. It's coming along slowly, but at least it's coming along. Part of the problem is there's alway something around here that needs attention be it food, house, husband, or garden. I get up early to get things done and have discovered the earlier I start the less I accomplish.
Despite all that I have written a bit. Here are recent lines:

"Eddie, this is Dr. Phinneas Mossheart. He wants to help. And yes, he does exist."
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Twofer Tuesday--Now With Goats!

My favourite book is Heidi. Johanna Spryi's tale puts me right on the alm, listening to the wind in the trees. To this day goat cheese, especially melted, brings me right back to the alm-uncle's hut.
Consequently I was reasonably excited when my husband brought home Heidi Grows up.

A good excuse to run a goat photo.

He'd rescued it from the recycling table at the town dump. Plenty of people leave books there for the taking. He's brought home dozens and I've found a few gems myself.
This is our current bedtime story. It's a bit disappointing. She's away at school and it's a dry read so far. I was tempted to give it back to the table, but my husband is still okay with reading it out loud to me.
Who knows? The author is Charles Tritten who was Spyri's translator. Perhaps that bodes well for this sequel.

Without further ado, here are two lines:

" 'As for you, Heidi, you may move into Jamy's room and take what's left of your little goat cheese with you.'
'Oh, thank you, Mademoiselle!' Heidi exclaimed gratefully."
-Heidi Grows Up, Charles Tritten, copyright MCMXXXVIII renewed MCMLXVI (Western Publishing Company Inc.)
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I'm plugging away on my current WIP. Some days it flows. Other days not so much.
I may have to take a few think days to sort out what direction to take.
Meanwhile, fresh offerings from Dead Broke:

" ' I have a lot of faith in you, sweetheart. I always did. Even when you stayed up late at night locked in your room practicing how to cheat at cards, I had faith.' "
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