Terrarium-Futterschale / geeignet für: Reptilien / Wurmfütterungsschale / Abmessungen: 85 x 45 x 100 mm / Würmer bleiben sichtbar / spezieller Randring verhindert entkommen aus der Futterschale / Vitamin- und Mineralzusätze einfach hinzuzufügen / überschüssiges Puder kann wiederbenutzt werden / aus zwei Teilen, um leichte Reinigung zu ermöglichen / desinfizierbar
O Rose thou art sick. /The invisible worm, /That flies in the night /In the howling storm: /Has found out thy bed /Of crimson joy: /And his dark secret love / Does thy life destroy. Those eight lines constitute the complete text of ´´The Sick Rose,” published by William Blake in Songs of Experience in 1794. I took to Blake early on, and thought Of Crimson Joy would make a dandy title. I accordingly fastened it on this novel when I sent the manuscript to Harry Shorten at Midwood. Someone there changed the title to Of Shame and Joy, and while I was a tad annoyed at the time, I have to say they made the right call. Of Shame and Joy´s not only a better title, it’s a damn good one. I remember where and when I wrote the book, although I can’t say I recall much of the writing, or indeed of the book itself. It would have been in the late summer or fall of 1959. I’d gone to New York in July, settling in at the Hotel Rio on West 47th Street, planning to stay there until it was time to return to Antioch College for my final year. What I soon learned was that I’d already had my final year at Antioch, at least as far as the school was concerned. I’d written Campus Tramp, my first book as Andrew Shaw just before they informed me of this decision, and then I went to work on something else, and a bad morning led me to pack a bag and move back to my parents’ home at 422 Starin Avenue in Buffalo. And, back in Buffalo, I set up my typewriter on the little maple desk on which I’d written Strange Are the Ways of Love and Carla, and resumed writing books for Harry Shorten at Midwood, - and for Bill Hamling at Nightstand, who’d liked Campus Tramp enough to want more. For the next eight months or so I wrote books on that desk. My routine was an interesting one; I’d join my mother at the kitchen table for a cup of coffee around midnight, then write all night, then have breakfast with my dad around seve 1. Language: English. Narrator: Barbara Nevins Taylor. Audio sample: http://samples.audible.de/bk/acx0/133350/bk_acx0_133350_sample.mp3. Digital audiobook in aax.