BtZ42 pages 116-121
Eileen Pierce
eileenpierce333 at gmail.com
Tue Jun 28 05:29:33 CDT 2016
They’ve cut Slothrop loose again, he wanders, seeking places the followers might not follow. Released from St. Veronica’s, he is reunited with Darlene from St. Veronica's. Then tea and candies with Mrs. Quoad. (Ha!)
"The Meggezone is like being belted in the head with a Swiss Alp. Menthol icicles immediately begin to grow from the roof of Slothrop’s mouth. Polar bears seek toenail-holds up the freezing frosty-grape alveolar clusters in his lungs. It hurts his teeth too much to breathe, even through his nose, even necktie loosened, with his nose down inside the neck of his olive-drab T-shirt. Benzoin vapors seep into his brain. His head floats in a halo of ice.” (Wow.)
Slothrop in bed with Darlene, “hunting across the zero between waking and sleep”. Mrs. Quoad is in the parlor dreaming of the King’s hand on her neck. (Huh?) Rocket and erection. All the while, watched from behind the orange shade.
Thank you p-listers for this fascinating group read. I look forward to reading your thoughts on this section. Enjoy the day! e
Eileen Pierce
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