I'm having second (and third and fourth and tenth) thoughts about my life as a writer. Maybe I got no business here.
I'm sure of this though, http://www.bringthemhomenow.org, certainly we have no business there. Except maybe for, open-handed nothing in return humanitarian aid.
A system of reference
A sequence of nostalgia
A catalogue of nerves
"she looked crushed under the weight of her impossible love." *
* As She Climbed Across the Table - Johnathan Letham
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Did you read _Fortress of Solitude_? That is the only Letham that I have read, and the second half of the book unraveled on me. I have heard great things about _Motherless Brooklyn_, but I haven't gotten around to it.
Nope. Their were charming parts, but by and by I think Letham is just not my man.
p.s. I hate when books unravel on me. A shame!
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