I have been thinking about voices, especially in the absence of my own. I once read a book where the main character thought about what her friends' and family's voices sounded like. Her best friend was 'crackling autumn leaves', her other friend was 'cool water pouring into a tall glass.'
This and colors. I've heard of a book, A Mango-Shaped Space, where a girl has synesthesia. I don't know all the specifics, and I've never read the book (why haven't I ever read the book?), but she hears in color. Like, her cat's name is Mango, because his purrs sound like a mango-yellow-orange color.
That had me wondering, too. She might be badgered quite a lot. I know I'd like to know what color I sound like. And let's say there are two people named Mr. Louis James Thomas. One is awful, the puppy drowning type, and one is very good, the helps orphans out type. Would both of their names be the same color? Would their personality bleed into the name?
Back to voices, I've been thinking-what color do the people I've heard sound like?
A fire engine. An alarm clock. Brownies baking (yes, THAT HAS A SOUND). Taffeta crinkling. Rain on a tin roof. Candy being opened. Chocolate being snapped into pieces. A bass guitar. Steel bending. Spring grass with a breeze blowing through it. Silk. A down comforter.
Some of those I just made up, but they look nice, don't they?
Quote for Saturday, September 12, 2009:
The man who removes a mountain begins by carrying away small stones.
-William Faulkner
Muse for Today:
Clio, Muse for History. I have a cool history project due next week-on Nellie Bly.
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