Some vague ramblings, senseless and aimless as a colorless moth
Well, here we are at last.
Friends, we’ve come to the end of the road. After this, there’s simply no more book to read. Oh, I may come around and do some sort of official wrap-up post, sum things up, but I would prefer to leave it all on the field, so to speak. Part of me can’t believe I actually got all the way to the end, much like when I read this book the first time, all those years ago. But I did! Or at least, I will shortly.
Continue reading “Epilogue – But What Does It Mean?”As we approach the end of this great tome, I find myself in a reflective mood.
Thinking back upon the story as a whole, its many detours and sidequests, and the thrust of its narrative. This past week I even went and read some other criticism of Moby Dick, to refresh my memory a bit. The… pacing of this project has definitely been lopsided, with my having covered more than half the book in the first year, and then slowly grinding out the last bit of it. But that feels appropriate, as Ishmael dithered and delayed in telling the end of his tale, so do I struggle to embrace the entirety of this enormous work with the inadequate span of my typing fingers.
Continue reading “Chapter 134: The Chase.—Second Day”Ahh, man, I had a nice vacation.
Didn’t go anywhere, but just… hung out at home, like the old days. Reconnecting with the version of myself who was a layabout in college and when I worked at the market, playing Final Fantasy XIV for hours and hours every day, sinking time into JRPGs, so on and so forth. It’s refreshing, getting away from work and indulging in old pleasures like that. But, it’s time to get back to business.
Continue reading “Chapter 132: The Symphony”I’m on vacation!
Well, just about, anyway. I suppose it starts properly tomorrow, this is just a regular weekend where my sunday evening does not have any creeping dread. Or not for the usual reason, at least. I already feel myself decompressing a bit, able to open my mind beyond my usual routines. I always try to get completely out of the work mindset for these, though it can be difficult at times. Well, let’s get back to this ancient tome, I still want to keep this streak of posts alive.
Continue reading “Chapter 131: The Pequod Meets The Delight”Where does the time go?
I can’t believe it’s late November already. Well, I suppose the time around the election was a bit warped, to my perception, but still. I feel like I’ve hardly had time to catch my breath lately, one thing or another going on. But this weekend, I had some time to myself, got a little caught up on some other reading, and on relaxation. So, I find myself once again in a mood to reflect upon some proper lit’rature. Let’s get to it.
Continue reading “Chapter 128: The Pequod Meets The Rachel”Hoo, I think I’m finally in the clear.
From the summer heat, I mean, though the season doesn’t technically end for a few more weeks. It’s been awfully muggy here lately, and we had a couple last days of unbearable warmth, post-labor day. Ugh, it was right when I was working from home too, nearly melted into a puddle at my desk during a meeting, where I had to have my headset on. Anyway, I must apologize for missing last week, I was overwhelmed with Emotions after getting back into an old hobby. Perhaps I’ll write on it another time.
Continue reading “Chapter 124: The Needle”
Hoo boy, I had an exhausting week. Had a dentist appointment, went to a couple of podcast live shows, and had an endodontist appointment (where nothing actually happened). Turns out I’ve got a tooth that is all messed up and needs a root canal, not looking forward to that… except I kind of am, because it’s starting to ache more and more. Ugh. What a pain. Literally, in this case. But I won’t let that keep me from my whale-related responsibilities!
Continue reading “Chapter 114: The Gilder”Alright, let’s get back on track.
I’m all moved in now, it went… pretty smoothly, all things considered. I’m still settling in, of course, exploring the neighborhood and whatnot, getting used to new routines. Living in like an actual city again is nice, but very different. And I’m much closer to the sea, which is really energizing. I think that sea breeze is really going to help me survive the summer months.
Continue reading “Chapter 112: The Blacksmith”Let’s keep this train a-rollin’.
I apologize for being a bit late this week, things were busier at work and I’ve been a bit stressed over my upcoming move. I’m really workin’ on it in earnest now, getting things organized, packing up all my books and video games and movies, etc etc. A lot of that is all squared away now, plans are set, all that’s left is to be ready on the day itself.
Continue reading “Chapter 111: The Pacific”The pieces are starting to fall into place.
It’s funny, so much of this book is either vague and philosophical, blowing out its themes to a vast scope, or extremely mundane and specific, that one quite forgets that there’s an actual plot going on, and certain things must be set up for it to conclude. Not that we’re ever going to fully get away from Ishmael’s philosophical reveries, of course. Yet, this is one such chapter, containing a pivotal development that will resonate with the inevitable end of this tale.
Continue reading “Chapter 110: Queequeg in his Coffin”
The Beige Moth 