他们都在爱情里不断受伤，却无法给对方真心的安慰。
有一次，她开玩笑说：“如果到了三十五岁，我们都还单身，就……”
话还没说完，他立刻说：“好！”
话还没说完，他立刻说：“好！”
天气晴朗，他们却迷失在浓雾里。
繁花盛开，他们却闻不到花香……
繁花盛开，他们却闻不到花香……
≪忽远忽近≫
几米 作品
ISBN 978-986-213-752-9
Sunday, April 30, 2017
靠近。遥远
他家就在她家对面，走路只要三分钟。
他开始避着她。
他害怕再见面时，会窘困地说不出话来。
她开始躲着他。
她担心再见面时，会忍不住在他面前失态。
他们是如此地靠近。
却又如此地遥远。
他开始避着她。
他害怕再见面时，会窘困地说不出话来。
她开始躲着他。
她担心再见面时，会忍不住在他面前失态。
他们是如此地靠近。
却又如此地遥远。
≪忽远忽近≫
几米 作品
ISBN 978-986-213-752-9
Saturday, April 29, 2017
只要挥手说再见
高中毕业后他为了音乐梦放弃升学，提前入伍。
她考上大学，却怀疑自己的选择。因为他，她放弃走同样的路。
她曾偷偷去军营探望他，想给他一个惊喜，却扑了空。
营区的人说：“他放假去找女朋友了。”
他曾悄悄到宿舍找她，想给她一个意外，却等不到人。
室友说：“她去南部探望男朋友了。”
她考上大学，却怀疑自己的选择。因为他，她放弃走同样的路。
她曾偷偷去军营探望他，想给他一个惊喜，却扑了空。
营区的人说：“他放假去找女朋友了。”
他曾悄悄到宿舍找她，想给她一个意外，却等不到人。
室友说：“她去南部探望男朋友了。”
他退伍那一天，她刚好要出国读书。
他们说好的，没有接风，不要送行，只要挥手说再见。
他们说好的，没有接风，不要送行，只要挥手说再见。
≪忽远忽近≫
几米 作品
ISBN 978-986-213-752-9
那一天一定是世界末日
她家就在他家对面，走路只要五分钟。
他们读同一所国中。每天上学走路绕过他家时，她的脚步放得很慢。
每天放学骑车经过她家时，他的心跳得特别快。
他们喜欢唱歌、喜欢漫画、喜欢旅行、喜欢小动物、喜欢大自然。
他们喜欢对方。
都怪那天樱花开得太灿烂，
夕阳从花间缓缓坠落。
一不小心，
快乐的黄昏变成悲伤的暗夜。
午夜，救护车刺耳的鸣笛声撕裂幽静山林，耳边传来双方父母愤怒的争执。
他说：“对不起。” 她说：“没关系。”
以前，他们喜欢在窗边用力挥手，高声呼喊对方的名字。
现在，他们只能躲在窗帘后面，默默观望彼此模糊的身影。
他们读同一所国中。每天上学走路绕过他家时，她的脚步放得很慢。
每天放学骑车经过她家时，他的心跳得特别快。
他们喜欢唱歌、喜欢漫画、喜欢旅行、喜欢小动物、喜欢大自然。
他们喜欢对方。
都怪那天樱花开得太灿烂，
夕阳从花间缓缓坠落。
一不小心，
快乐的黄昏变成悲伤的暗夜。
午夜，救护车刺耳的鸣笛声撕裂幽静山林，耳边传来双方父母愤怒的争执。
他说：“对不起。” 她说：“没关系。”
以前，他们喜欢在窗边用力挥手，高声呼喊对方的名字。
现在，他们只能躲在窗帘后面，默默观望彼此模糊的身影。
他家就在她家对面，走路只要三分钟。
他们到不同的城市年高中。
离别时，故意错过一班又一班的列车。
她说：“会不会有一天，你就站在我的对面，而我们却不认识了？”
他说：“那一天一定是世界末日吧！”
他们到不同的城市年高中。
离别时，故意错过一班又一班的列车。
她说：“会不会有一天，你就站在我的对面，而我们却不认识了？”
他说：“那一天一定是世界末日吧！”
≪忽远忽近≫
几米 作品
ISBN 978-986-213-752-9
Sunday, April 23, 2017
Take Advantage of People's Bad Luck
It feels strange to listen in as the Shark and Jordie talk about their morning's work, like two soldiers reliving a battle. I don;t feel part of that at all. And I can clearly see the things that are wrong with what they do: they take advantage of people's bad luck, and go work on them when they're vulnerable. Yet the storm and all the havoc is news, and they have to get their stories. The main difference between me and them is that they've learnt to distance themselves emotionally from what they report. I can't do that. Nowhere near. I wonder how long it'll take before I learn how it's done . . . And then I wonder if I ever want to learn something like that.
. . . . . .
A Straight Line to My Heart, P188
Bill Condon
ISBN 978-174237-730-8
A Ten Page Explanation
Tiffany,
I like you but you mightn't feel the same about me, and I wouldn't blame you. To save us both from any awkward moments I've figured out an easy way to do this. Nod if you're even slightly interested in getting to know me. Write me a ten page explanation if you're not.
Davey.
'I spent hours trying to get that right and it still sucks,' he says.
The note is brimming with confidence but I don't see that on his face or hear it in his voice.
……
A Straight Line to My Heart, P167
Bill Condon
ISBN 978-174237-730-8
Saturday, April 22, 2017
Hope It Is
'And like you say, that gets very annoying. I don't know why you have anything to do with me.'
'Good point. I don't either. Why I should bother with someone who says such absolute garbage?'
'It's true about you not putting on any weight . . .'
'Okay. From now on I'm stocking up on chocolates and ice-creams. Watch this space. Skinny me is gone!'
'I don't want you to do that. You can be skinny. No one's perfect.'
'Hey.' Her pink finger nudges mine. 'I love your smart mouth I don't you to change anything.'
I look back against the cold stone and gaze around me. In among the dead there must be girls who were once like me and Kyla. They probably lived this very scene before us; asked the same questions about friendship, about life; wondered if it was all worthwhile. I think it is. Hope it is.
A Straight Line to My Heart, P78
Bill Condon
ISBN 978-174237-730-8
The Gloom Seeps Through by Osmosis
I'm on the bus to Menindah. There's barely a roadside puddle to show for the downpour and now the sky is powder blue. And the or twelve people on the bus, same ones as yesterday, are dressed for cool and comfort. My head is in a book —— what a surprise —— but I have to give it a rest for a while. I love Sylvia Plath, but I can only read her poetry in short bursts; stay too long in her world and the gloom seeps through by osmosis.
The poem I read before I shut the book was 'Mad Girl's Love Song'. Cool title. The first few line gives you a clue about her style. It's about how the world drops dead when she shuts her eyes.
Sylvia killed herself at thirty.
Tempting fate, I shut my eyes too, and as I do last night comes zipping back to me, easy as pressing rewind.
……
A Straight Line to My Heart, P133-134
Bill Condon
ISBN 978-174237-730-8
Sometimes I Hate Reality
'What I said before —— I didn't mean to hurt you.'
'Don't be silly. You didn't hurt me. Tough as old boots, I am.'
I keep my eyes trained on the road, but the tone of her voice tells me she's most probably smiling. Zoe is one of those hard-to-knock-down people —— or maybe she just bounces back very well. She's sunny no matter what the weather, and obviously brave, since she gave me another shot. Forgiving too. It's the way I've always imagined my mum would have been. If she had lived she'd be about Zoe's age now. It could have been us out there. I coast along with that thought for a few kays, don't want to turn it loose, but I know I have to let reality back in. Sometimes I hate reality.
'Watcha thinking?' she says.
Here's my chance to really let her see me and all my mixed-up feelings . . . if only I knew where to start.
'Not much. Just looking out for roos.'
A Straight Line to My Heart, P112
Bill Condon
ISBN 978-174237-730-8
Sunday, April 16, 2017
Human Form of Broccoli
I've done this walk so many times. Going to see Kyla . . .
We've been friends since we were nine. Back then I wasn't great at conversation. Hello and goodbye were my strong points. Finding something for the middle was always a problem. When the girl came to school I could see no reason why she'd want to know me.
She had mad legs on her even then, and she's a ranga: long flowing hair the colour of apricots. Dress her in rags, she'd still look hot.
I tried to talk to her a few times, but I think she saw me as a human form of broccoli: she knew I'd probably be good for her, but she didn't like me.
One day it changed.
. . . . . .
A Straight Line to My Heart, P33
Bill Condon
ISBN 978-174237-730-8
My Never-ending Campaign
I wouldn't go against Reggie and actively encourage Zoe to move in, but I think she I would do okay together. If nothing else whe could help me in my never-ending campaign. Some people want to save the rivers or save the whales, even save the entire planet —— I just want to keep the toilet seat down.
She might also be able to civilise Bull, or at least curb some of his bogan behaviour. Let's not beat about the bush. I'm talking gas. When Bull gets together with his footy mates and they've downed a few beers it's a competition to see who can blast the biggest hole in the ozone layer. And they think they're being witty. Somehow I don't think Zoe would appreciate their attempts at humour.
But regardless of whether she could tame Bull, she'd be fun to have around, and when I got to know her better we could talk long into the night about nothing, and everything. I'd really like that.
A Straight Line to My Heart, P23
Bill Condon
ISBN 978-174237-730-8
Sunday, April 9, 2017
一种跌破眼镜的感觉
“这么快乐的猜谜，真是太好了。”
我看着人烟稀少的食品馆内，松了一口气，但椿店长的回答让我感到意外。
“但是我在想，其实也不需要打电话给她。”
“啊？为什么？”
我排着名叫朝生的丸子和大福，纳闷地问。
“因为如果谜题一直解不开，也许椎名小姐就会一起想着她男朋友。”
“一直在思考吗？”
“对，这么一来，即使相隔两地，不是也不会忘记吗？”
原来还可以从这个角度思考。我有一种跌破眼镜的感觉。
原来有些谜不需要解开。
那是她男朋友传达给不擅长古文和国文的她特别的讯息。
也许在圣诞节时送图书储值卡给她，是希望她多看点书。
但是，既然是谜题，在某种意义上来说，就必须要解开，只是即使不解开，也同样具有意义。
只要自己留在对方心里，那就是答案。
≪和果子的杏≫［签语的去向］ 276-277页
坂木司 著 王蕴洁 译
ISBN 978-986-5706-60-9
Sunday, April 2, 2017
为餐桌增添色彩
从车站走回家的路上，我想起他们师徒两人做的和果子，忍不住噗哧笑了起来。
和果子师傅真是太自由了。
他们超越了日本和西洋的框架，把这个国家流行的事物作为创作主题，并运用现有的材料，制作美味的和果子。有柿子时用柿子，有草莓的季节用草莓，就是这么简单。
和果子自由而美味，为人生增添色彩。其他国家应该有各国的糕点，在各种不同的场合，为餐桌增添色彩。
我一路想着这些事，来到家门口。屋内洒出温暖的灯光。虽然平凡，却是可爱的家。我按了门铃，很有精神地叫了一声：
“我回来了！”
≪和果子的杏≫［甘露家］ 225-226页
坂木司 著 王蕴洁 译
ISBN 978-986-5706-60-9
致力零消耗的店长
“我看过很多家店的人，觉得她很了不起。”
听到她称赞椿店长，我忍不住高兴起来。
“她接待客人很厉害，很细致周到，或者说体贴入微。”
我点了点头回答，楠田姐竟然对我摇头。
“不是，阿椿厉害的地方，在于她不是‘冲销量的店长’，而是，‘致力零消耗的店长’。”
“商品全卖出去不就是零耗损吗？”
“并不是这样。如果只是冲销量，事情就很简单。只要大量进货，举办促销或是降价，吸引客人的注意，然后在接待客人时下点功夫，就可以解决问题。像是熟食区的店铺努力冲销量，但也有很多消耗，所以每天都有员工特卖，但阿椿不会这么做，对不对？”
我也咬着披萨土司，点了点头。
“昨天也只剩下三根丸子。”
“这就是我想要说的，她随时都在思考如何将耗损控制在最小范围，她很珍惜自己店里的商品，对所有的食物都很珍惜。”
楠田姐说完，又喝了一口咖啡欧蕾，重重地吐了一口气。我觉得楠田姐很帅气。
≪和果子的杏≫［甘露家］ 192-193页
坂木司 著 王蕴洁 译
ISBN 978-986-5706-60-9
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