Working Stillborn

Dispatching from my final hours in Chicago, the weather really turned aside any hopes for day-long book-combing,in the retail sense anyway. A brief trip to Naperville was the sole junket of the trip and I hope to stop in Indianapolis in a few hours.

That said I did spend Friday enjoying the wind and mild temperatures and read all of The Road in a single sitting. There is noth unique in this exploration but simply a poetic and nearly Biblical sublimity. The father's desperate monologues are situated in an exact opposition with the brilliant descriptions of a world in its death throes.