Apologizing for the double post. It seems Lisa and I got our wires crossed and both posted the Linger trailer… within a week of each other. We apologize for the glitch. To make up for it, I bring with me an equally awesome Fun Friday video that’s making the internet rounds. Totally makes me want to be a classic super heroine.
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The creature occasionally manifests itself to lead a lost traveler to the right path, but most encounters are of a more sinister nature, leading the travelers astray, never to be found again. When the creature appeared as entirely dark, with eyes burning like coals, it’s believed to be at its most malevolent. It is one of many forms of spectral dogs, in particular, and fairly rare.
The most common reference for a Gytrash is the scene in Jane Eyre, where Jane wonders momentarily if Pilot, Mr. Rochester’s dog who has found her on her way to Thornfield, might possibly be this mythic beast. She’s reassured when she sees Rochester riding his horse, as “Nothing ever rode the Gytrash: it was always alone.”
For such a small moment in the book, and such a rarely-heard-of creature, this scene has always stuck with me, as has the image of the Gytrash, appearing on dusky roads and luring wandering travelers astray. There’s something particularly sinister in the idea of what most people would expect to be a subservient creature leading tired and lonely travelers astray, in the guise of companionship. This is one myth that I wouldn’t be surprised to feel the tugs of if I were ever to find myself on an abandoned country road in Europe somewhere. Maybe even here in America, if the conditions were just right. If I go for a long walk and don’t end up coming home… well, it may well have been a Gytrash that I’ve let lead me astray. I think I’d keep away from that one with the burning-coal eyes, though… at least I’d hope I’d have enough sense as that.
Welcome to my first edition of ‘I’m reading’ where I divulge my insanity and the surreal number of books I tend to read at once. Sometimes, one will jump ahead of the pack and will become the new IT book which forces me to devour it at unheard of speeds. But mostly, especially lately, I’ve been flooded with life- my son’s newfound walking skills which leave my pots, pans and tupperware all over my kitchen floor, my writing deadlines, my house which is often a disaster area for toys and baby socks . It’s hard to really sit and enjoy a book when I’m always peeking to make sure the little one isnt bodyslamming the cat.
So here’s the rundown:
Classics: Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte
Print: Lament by Maggie Stiefvater
Ebook: Uglies by Scott Westerfield
So how about you? What are you reading?