I’m reading the new George Saunders which looks at a bunch of Russian short stories to discuss the writers and their art/craft but also the habits of reading. It won’t appeal to everyone here but I think it’s very well done, sensitive close reading.i'm reading pale fire. it's alright. i really liked lolita but this one feels too much like it's trying to impress me. it's like being forced to eat a whole birthday cake. before it i read the fifth head of cerberus which did the same unreliable narrator thing in a much less ostentatious way, despite being the one that involved clones and robots.
i'm going to read tolstoy or something next, just a good honest look into the human condition that isn't trying to throw up all sorts of bells and whistles and clever misdirections.
A voice, sweettoned and sustained, called to him from the sea. Turning the curve he waved his hand. It called again. A sleek brown head, a seal’s, far out on the water, round.Lets call it the first 20 pages. Up to the seal and the word 'usurper'
Ed Dorn. Gunslinger.
I've never been to Thailand, which is a bit of a shame cos seems I've missed my chance to go there without, inevitably and rightly, being tried, convicted and hanged as a kiddly-fiddler in the court of public opinion as decreed by Lord Chief Justice Sir Elon of Musk.I used to work with a guy who casually mentioned that he is friends with Cormac on Facebook... "how come" I asked, "Oh, I met him in a bar in Thailand" - all you need to know, not a stamp I"d want on my passport at my age...
Reminds me of this (since deleted) tweet:I've never been to Thailand, which is a bit of a shame cos seems I've missed my chance to go there without, inevitably and rightly, being tried, convicted and hanged as a kiddly-fiddler in the court of public opinion as decreed by Lord Chief Justice Sir Elon of Mus