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Friday's Forgotten Books, October 26, 2018
Prose That Catches My Eye
“…I think we are well-advised to keep on
nodding terms with the people we used to be, whether we find them
attractive company or not. Otherwise they turn up unannounced and
surprise us, come hammering on the mind’s door at 4 a.m. of a bad night
and demand to know who deserted them, who betrayed them, who is going to
make amends. We forget all too soon the things we thought we could
never forget. We forget the loves and the betrayals alike, forget what
we whispered and what we screamed, forget who we were.” ― Joan Didion, Slouching Towards Bethlehem
Crossexaminingcrime. N OR M, Agatha Christie
Richard Horton, Master of Life and Death, by Robert Silverberg/The Secret Visitors, by James White
Margot Kinberg, TESS, Kirsten McDougall
Steve Lewis, SQUEEZE PLAY, Paul Benjamin
James Reasoner, THE MANTOU, Graham Masterson
5 comments:
Thanks, Patti! Kate Jackson's link didn't "Take"...
If I wasn't so busy, I'd have some prose segments for you today...you still want some?
Maybe next week...
Regarding Joan Didion's insightful advice, my past selves won't let me forget them. They barely allow me to keep them at bay at the most awkward moments. They embarrass and horrify me and occasionally make me cry. I'm afraid of those that make me feel pride, sensing a touch of mockery in them.
Nice little self-analysis, Matt,
Tks, Patti. It's hard being narcissistic! :)
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