book one


I have started reading maybe 5 books this year, and I finished one (that doesn’t include this.)

“I could turn him into a fly and drop him into a spider’s web and watch him tangled and helpless and struggling, shut into the body of a dying buzzing fly; I could wish him dead until he died. I could fasten him to a tree and keep him there until he grew into the trunk and bark grew over his mouth. I could bury him in the hole where my box of silver dollars had been so safe until his came; if he was under the ground I could walk over him stamping my feet.”

I felt exactly the same way about Charles. I wish Shirley Jackson was still alive and in Vermont. I can’t believe I hadn’t read this before; Angeliska wrote about it. It’s one of those books with this enchanted embroidery throughout. There’s embroidery and there’s embroidery…Donna Tartt is a writer of exquisite embroidery. There’s a trick to weaving a dense web around a fictional world so carefully that no flies escape and so that no one gets annoyed by all the words.

Like this book.

And I ought to mention that may favorite book is Cruddy by Lynda Barry. It’s sort of embroidered. More blood encrusted. It’s been enormously influential on my thinking. Particularly due to FANTASTIC BOOZE.

One of the books waiting to be read is this one, which I didn’t think could be had (for less than many shiny dollars)

thank you Nickels for that. Maybe I will teach you how to read as thanks x

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