Scotch tape
The final selection in C.S. Lewis's On Stories and Other Essays on Literature (ed. Walter Hooper) is an "informal conversation" between CSL, Brian Aldiss, and Kingsley Amis. Excerpt:
LEWIS: Would you describe Abbott's Flatland as science-fiction? There's so little effort to bring it into any sensuous—well, you couldn't do it, and it remains an intellectual theorem. Are you looking for an ashtray? Use the carpet.
AMIS: I was looking for the Scotch, actually.
LEWIS: Oh yes, do, I beg your pardon...
Labels: Brian Aldiss, C.S. Lewis, Flatland, Kingsley Amis
1 Comments:
That's a hilarious exchange! Oddly enough, I was just raving about Lucky Jim to a coworker last night, laying particular stress on how much fun a book it is for anyone who enjoys drinking. (His later books, of course, are to be avoided at all costs if one enjoys drinking; as is his biography. Unless, that is, the drinker is looking for good reasons to quit drinking.)
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