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Somehow, Cleveland has survived, with her gray banner unfurled -- the banner of Archangelsk and Detroit, of Kharkov and Liverpool -- the banner of men and women who would settle the most ignominious parts of the earth, and there, with the hubris born neither of faith nor ideology but biology and longing, bring into the world their whimpering replacements.

— Gary Shteyngart


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READIN started out as a place for me to keep track of what I am reading, and to learn (slowly, slowly) how to design a web site.

There has been some mission drift here and there, but in general that's still what it is. Some of the main things I write about here are reading books, listening to (and playing) music, and watching the movies. Also I write about the work I do with my hands and with my head; and of course about bringing up Sylvia.

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🦋 Elizabeth Costello and the White King

‘Answer me, Paul. Say something.’

It is like a sea beating against his skull. Indeed, for all he knows he could already be lost overboard, tugged to and fro by the currents of the deep. The slap of water that will in time strip his bones of the last sliver of flesh. Pearls of his eyes; coral of his bones.

Elizabeth Costello is my hero for the way she transforms Slow Man with her entrance. That is all I have to say about it right now because I just read that bit not two hours ago, still no idea quite where Coetzee is headed with this, but that chapter was an absolute masterpiece, a revelation. (Thanks Jorge for the recommendation -- it is a good first sentence.)

posted evening of Monday, July 16th, 2012
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What's of interest:

➪ Alex Williams writes a piece for the NY Times' Fashion & Style section on the difficulties of making close friends when one is past one's college years: a piece which rings true for me, one which makes me think of some of the DFW stories I've been reading lately.
➪ ”Life is not what one lived, but what one remembers and how one remembers it in order to recount it.” Patriarch García Márquez is entering his autumn; Aaron Bady's tribute to the man and his work is well worth your while, not least for his speculation on a historical antecedent to José Arcadio Buendía. (via zunguzungu)
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