Hark! It shall be heard fine countrymen, that this twenty-fourth day of April ‘tis Talk Like Shakespeare Day!

Pluck the suckling calf from the mother cow and with mirth and joy, take up your quill and ink well, and so may I. Together, we shall write of stars and paint the moon, ergo, dear friend, ergo, I beseech thee to join the celebration with odes to your lovers, beloved flower, song, chocolate or IPhone.

Nay, ‘tis many a fortnight since thine eyes hath undertook the muddled words of the Bard, and ‘tis prudent to read again his creations, still more fool shall I appear. On a great quest I go to wit, to the library, in search of great works. MacBeth!  Hamlet! Romeo and Juliet! Oh, happy torment. Doth teach me answers for deliverance!

But lo, what sayest thou, sweet Librarian?

“How do you spell Shakespeare?”

William Shakesphere (as initially spelled by said librarian. *Sigh*)

My favorite line of Shakespeare: “Out, damned spot! Out, I say!” –Lady MacBeth monologue (Which I regularly like to yell while doing the laundry,  just for giggles.)

What I’m reading: THE HEIGHTS by Peter Hedges (Who gave a kick-ass talk at Hoyt Sherman last week!)