![]() ![]() But such an integral part of my treehouse experience I’d be remiss not to include it-or not to mention that in its Star Trek spoofs, when Kirk and Spock “beamed up” and always ended up with their limbs rearranged, it cracked me up every time. But the lesson of that book was as simple as it was profound: there’s really no such thing as a boy’s or girl’s book. ![]() The Secret Garden by Frances Hodgson BurnettĪssigned reading. You go under a sensor and a bill comes in the mail.) ![]() No clerk stuck in that tiny cage with all the cash in the drawer. (Today, sadly, all tollbooths are phantom! No longer a basket to toss your quarter into. So wait, a book can have puns and dumb jokes and asides and the story can still carry you along? That made a big impression on me, that the writer would trust me that way. Milo reaches the Island of Conclusions by jumping to it, of course, and learns about time not from a ticking watch but a ticking watchdog, etc. Good lesson for a budding fiction writer! Wait-time imagined as a straight line, like a piece of string, and suddenly you take two points on that string and connect them to each other in order to time travel? Cool! I was very open to reasonable sounding explanations whose seeming reasonableness fluently hid their absurdity and impossibility. ![]()
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