Saturday, August 11, 2007

Elder Mania

The birthdays passed tightly wrapped in joy. I have noticed that as my work week was again ratcheted to maximum output my interests began their own itinerant lunacy. Jennifer Egan was on NPR talking about her novel which I will never read and she cited with stern exuberance Woman in White by Wilkie Collins. I thus checked it out from the library. I thought of Dickens. I ran across an omnibus edition of Golding's To The End of The World: I did not buy it. I did decide that the McEwan wasn't the one I was interested in at the moment and then it was gone. The planning for the Morocco trip infected and now I am reading The Sheltering Sky.


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