Currently those books are the hefty biography of Alexander Hamilton that the Broadway play is based on, the newest Daniel Silva novel (The Black Widow) about the Israeli secret agent Gabriel Allon (my absolute favorite espionage series for many years now), and Our Souls at Night, a beautiful little novel by Plainsong author Kent Haruf which is being made into a movie starring Robert Redford and Jane Fonda.
What are you currently reading? Do you recommend it, or are you going to follow in the footsteps of the witty writer and critic Dorothy Parker? She once wrote that some newly published novel she was reviewing should not be cast aside lightly, but tossed aside with great force.
I have just started “The Dig” by John Preston. Pretty early still but I’m intrigued by the characters. I recently finished “Everybody’s Fool” by Richard Rosso which had a wonderful landscape description that I just had to share:
“a quilt of sickly yellows and fecal browns”
Isn’t it wonderful how little smidgins of description work just right and make us remember them? Little bits of Pat Conroy, Flannery O’Conner and countless other gifted writers float around in my head like so many ghosts. Like Harper Lee’s description of the women in her hometown: “Ladies bathed before noon, after their three-o’clock naps, and by night fall were like soft teacakes with frostings of sweat and sweet talcum.”
I like that one by Richard Russo very much. I’m a fan; his Empire Falls was masterful, and That Old Cape Magic is on my “to-read” list.
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I have just started “The Dig” by John Preston. Pretty early still but I’m intrigued by the characters. I recently finished “Everybody’s Fool” by Richard Rosso which had a wonderful landscape description that I just had to share:
“a quilt of sickly yellows and fecal browns”
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Isn’t it wonderful how little smidgins of description work just right and make us remember them? Little bits of Pat Conroy, Flannery O’Conner and countless other gifted writers float around in my head like so many ghosts. Like Harper Lee’s description of the women in her hometown: “Ladies bathed before noon, after their three-o’clock naps, and by night fall were like soft teacakes with frostings of sweat and sweet talcum.”
I like that one by Richard Russo very much. I’m a fan; his Empire Falls was masterful, and That Old Cape Magic is on my “to-read” list.
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