Date: Thu, 19 Nov 1998 11:10:45 -0500 From: "the rags of time..." Subject: [WRITERS] INT: The eMJay award interviews, par four (FORE!) [in case you are trying to figure out what is going on, take a trip over the Web to the emjay98 pages and see if you can figure it out... it certainly is puzzling!] Today, with the meteors whizzing, turkeys running for shelter with just days to go to Thanksgiving, and all the rest of the fun, we have a simple experiment in hypothetical situations for you. The world's finest bookstores are opening their doors for you to pick any three books. Name them and they're yours... The only catch is this -- you are about to be sealed away for a year, with these three books as your only amusement. Food, drink, medical care, etc. will be provided so you don't need the survival manuals, just something that you wouldn't mind reading... and reading again... and again. If it will help, you might assume that you are about to be captured by the elves (they probably don't provide their mortal companions with much in the way of reading material, although you may not have a great deal of time to dally...). Or perhaps you are about to be sealed into a travel cubicle, to be sent far, far away to a galaxy on the edge of forever? What about simply walled up with a cask of...no, that's not a good one. Anyway -- what three books would you choose to spend a year with? (and remember, SMILE! the judges like that...) "...I wander'd off by myself In the mystical moist night-air, and from time to time, Look'd up in perfect silence at the stars." Walt Whitman tink