“There was a single blue line of crayon drawn across every wall in the house. What does it mean? I asked. A pirate needs the sight of the sea, he said and then he pulled his eye patch down and turned and sailed away.” Brian Andreas, Story People
I don’t know this book, Story People. Somebody asked for it once and gave me these lines, written on a piece of paper. He said he’s been looking for the book ever since he read this and that these words have been in his mind ever since.
They have been in my mind ever since, too.
Since I cannot forget them, I understand that the world has become a fraction changed because of them.
Today Robert asked for all of the Ainslie Roberts Dreamtime series. He says that the images in the paintings settle into his mind and give meaning to his writing and illuminate the way that his research should be going. And that even though he has books stacked against every wall in the house he is still looking for more clues and directions.
David told me that his life was never the same after reading Jean Rhys. And once somebody told me that reading Spike Milligan changed their world.
“This unlikely story begins on a sea that was a blue dream, as colourful as blue-silk stockings, and beneath a sky as blue as the irises of children’s eyes. From the western half of the sky the sun was shying little golden disks at the sea–if you gazed intently enough you could see them skip from wave tip to wave tip until they joined a broad collar of golden coin that was collecting half a mile out and would eventually be a dazzling sunset.”
Scott Fitzgerald, Flappers and Philosophers
After I read this, everything about the word evening changed.
The broad collar of golden coin has never left me. And neither still has the single blue line of crayon.
Is it possible to absorb lines like this and to simply not know the meanings (yet)?
The city is built
To music, therefore never built at all,
And therefore built forever.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Somebody said that it is a good thing that I have Ann Patchett and Michael Ondaatjie shelved side by side, two great writers…
Ruth picked up her books on shipwrecks and was looking forward to a good night in.
I was advised to read Romulus, My Father and lent a copy of Dashiell Hammett: A Life at the Edge.
I wonder what the 13 year old customer who bought William Faulkner last week is making of him…
I admired a copy of The Starthorn Tree that a young reader brought in to show me and listened to an explanation of why Dr Seuss is still so popular.
I am looking for a copy of Romulus, My Father.
2 thoughts on “A Pirate Needs the Sight of the Sea…”
I enjoyed reading your post – thoughtful and of heart and imagination. StoryPeople is not a book, but the name the artist Brian Andreas has given to his endeavor of art and words. Brian Andreas has created books, but StoryPeople doesn’t refer to a book title.
Thank you for your comments and for reading my blog. I haven’t seen the customer who asked for that author again so sadly can’t tell him this information. I still have the piece of paper with the quotation on it though! Kerry