https://msarki.tumblr.com/post/153814937153/the-mineral-palace-by-heidi-julavits…The truth was that she’s come to see her husband’s infidelities as a relief. She and Ted had created a comfortable life inside of which they could hide from themselves and each other. The distance he maintained from h...
May 7 Today I begin reading the new book by an author I adore. It's a non-fiction work in diary format, a departure from the author's normal tales. I look forward to my time in these pages. How often have I wanted to better know an artist whose work I love? This is my chance. I feel I am being inv...
It's been awhile since I abandoned a book, but I abandoned this one. I made it to page 129, almost halfway. And I wondered "Why am I doing this?" So I stopped. And I certainly have a few thoughts: • This is not a diary. This is polished, edited, cleaned up. These feel like essays. Very intention...
hs This collection is not as good as the previous collection, though it does have slightly more international feel (several stories are translations). Despite the title, there is more than Greek mythology in play here as well. Perhaps because it is sadder, the term that Bernheimer us...
This is a review, a written assessment of a particular product—in this case a book—that is meant to highlight its strengths and inform others of its potential flaws. Reviews can be great: reviews can catch the attention of the consumers, they give tried and true evidence that a product is worth buyi...
This one started out entertaining--I liked the narrator's hostility and sharpness, and was intrigued by the introduction--but I very quickly became disenchanted. Maybe I'm just not ready to read a farcical, satirical romp about terrorism. It's possible. More likely, the author simply failed to convi...
While I'm not sure "astonishing" is the word I'd use to describe these stories (I'm reminded of Louis C.K.'s excellent bit about how hyperbole has become regular speech), I'd definitely say they are excellent. Each story is good, and I'm happy to say that the established writers deliver while the un...
This is an engaging comic novel about psychics, artsy filmmakers who make porn as art, motherless daughters, and Barcelona chairs. Julavits sweeps the narrative along with such deftness that the randomness she employs never seems random. Towards the end, though, she rushes us along a little too hurr...
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