This week’s meme:
If you could travel to any five literary locations — real or fictional — where would they be, and why?
Here are mine:
5. Yoknapatawpha County, Mississippi. Based in large part on Oxford and the surrounding areas, Faulkner’s fictional world has been my second home since Dr. Howell assigned Light in August in his novel class my sophomore year of college.
4. The Phantom’s lair. Seven levels below the Paris Opera House, hidden from the rest of the world, singing scales with the most amazing voice teacher in all of literature? Yes, please!
3. Where the Wild Things Are. Let the wild rumpus start!
2. The Street of the Lifted Lorax. I used to beg my parents to take me for walks when I was a kid. I never told them this, but I was always secretly hoping we’d walk far enough to find “the far end of town, where the grickle-grass grows.” I still want that truffula seed….
1. Klickitat Street. And I want to go stomping down the sidewalk on tin-can stilts with my little sister.
Where would you like to go? Post your five as a comment, or just borrow this meme for your own blog and link back here so I can see your trackback.
Emily
Red Fork Hippie 
1. The untamed desert Southwest that’s depicted in Cormac McCarthy’s Border Trilogy.
2. The small town of North Bath, N.Y., in Richard Russo’s “Nobody’s Fool.” It resembles just about any small town you can name.
3. The fictional town of Macondo, Colombia, in Gabriel Garcia Marquez’s “One Hundred Years of Solitude.”
4. The real Prague, Czechoslovakia, is extensively used in Milan Kundera’s novel “The Unbearable Lightness of Being.”
That’s all I got for now.
Emily: Here’s five places:
1. Butt-naked on a raft with Huck and Jim–just floating down the river.
2. Inside Harper Lee’s courthouse in Maycomb County to watch the grace, courage and dignity of Atticus Finch.
3. I agree with you about Yoknapatawpha County, but not so much because of “Light in August,” but because Caddy smells like trees (You better know the novel)
4. In a “Clean, Well Lighted Place,” giving some comfort and companionship to Hemingway’s old man who belives in nada.
5. Hester Prynne’s bedroom because any woman who can seduce a Puritan minister must be, oh well, I will let you finish the thought.
I never liked Sound and the Fury as much as Faulkner’s other work, but Benjy’s neighborhood is great.
I have always been madly in love with Atticus.