Dear Diary….

Today I discovered I had successfully badgered Tom McDonald to read Eifelheim–and he loved it.  I feel affirmed in my okayness.

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  • Thomas L. McDonald

    I remember the conversation as something like this:

    Shea: You must read Mike Flynn.

    Me: But I’m planning to read Dombey and Son next!

    Shea: Since it’s Dickens, I won’t say you’re dead to me. But I’ll think it.

    • chezami

      I remember it more as…
      Me: You should read Eifelheim.
      Tom: Who am I to question the Wisdom of the Elders? You word is the iron law of my existence!
      Me: Wern’t you going to read Dickens or something?
      Tom: Dickens is dead to me now that you have opened my eyes to Eifelheim! I need to abandon my family and devote myself exclusively to carrying out your will!
      Me: Whoa! Slow down!
      Tom: How slow should I I go? Is this alright? [slows pace to a barely perceptible speed.]
      Me: Dude. You’re weirding me out.
      Tom: I just want to do your bidding! PLEASE! LET ME DO YOUR BIDDING!!!

      That’s how I remember it anyway. But I was under the influence of a lot of milk so I may be confusing things a bit.