Last Day! Free Rachel!
This is the last day to get the first book of Unexpected Enlightenment free of charge. There is no fee, consideration, tariff, toll, bill, or mulct!
In honor of the day, here is a linkfest of festive links to articles and meditations on all things Rachel Griffinine:
- The Triumph of Rachel Griffin
http://www.ljagilamplighter.com/2016/10/14/the-triumph-of- rachel-griffin/
- What Age are the Rachel Griffin novels for?
http://www.ljagilamplighter.com/2016/10/15/what-age-are- the-rachel-griffin-novels-for/
- Why is Rachel Griffin 13?
http://www.ljagilamplighter.com/2016/10/17/why-is-rachel- griffin-13/
- Siggy and the Skunk! — an excerpt
http://www.ljagilamplighter.com/2016/10/18/sigfried-and- the-skunk/
Rachel watched him, perplexed. “Siggy, why do you stick sandwiches in your robes? Aren’t you afraid your clothes will end up smelling like food?”
Stretched out on his stomach, Siggy answered absently, “I like the smell of food. But you are right: keeping it in my pockets is too obvious. I have been finding hiding holes and nooks about campus where it can be kept safe, and squirrels and grown-ups won’t find it.”
Rachel leaned against an arched buttresses. “You are hiding food from grown-ups?”
Siggy threw her an odd look. Climbing back to his feet, he lowered his voice conspiratorially. “That’s how they control you, you know. Grown-ups control kids by controlling the food supply. But they can’t keep you from running away if they can’t keep you hungry.”
Bewildered, Rachel asked, “Why would grown-ups take away our food?”
Siggy looked left and right, as if he feared being overheard. “Listen. You’re young yet. This world is going to chew you up like bubble gum and blow you up until you pop and get stuck in someone’s hair. And I mean chew you with its back teeth!
“You just don’t get it,” he continued. “Grown-ups take things away. Food. Lights. Your mattress. That’s what they do. Grown-ups take things. You’ve got to be ready.”
“Is this what your life was like?”
“It’s not just me. Hunt understands all this. She’s seen a few things, Goldilocks has. Did you know that she found a dead body once? Just floating in the water. Even I’ve never been that lucky.”
About John C Wright
John C. Wright is a practicing philosopher, a retired attorney, newspaperman, and newspaper editor, and a published author of science fiction. Once a Houyhnhnm, he was expelled from the august ranks of purely rational beings when he fell in love; but retains an honorary title.
