I've not read it. Yet.
We're Literary 2: To Read Makes Our Speaking English Good
There's more to life than watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer! No. Really, there is! Honestly! Here's a place for Buffistas to come and discuss what it is they're reading, their favorite authors and poets. "Geez. Crack a book sometime."
Anyone read Strange Bedpersons? I read that after Crazy For You, and was less happy with it. I know she had publisher issues with it, so maybe that's why, but it seemed a little... forced, maybe, in parts?
I read it, and it seemed forced in the same way that Crazy For You felt forced.
Me, I'm currently reading Snow Crash
Oooh, fun! After that, you can graduate to Cryptonomicon.
After that, you can graduate to Cryptonomicon.
I've read it.
His books do not stick in my mind. Character names, if that. The odd visual.
I babysat for Annie Dillard's daughter when I was in high school. What a little hellion. Like, climb out of bed, go down the back stairs and GO OUTSIDE at 10 pm hellion. (Age 5).
Nope, I got nuthin'.
Flea, dude, what kind of Mom was Annie Dillard? Was she flaky, did she pay on time, was her house a mess, or was she a hippie Jane Goodall saint??? Tell tell tell.
Picked up Annie Dillard's The Living at a library book sale last night, too, for all of a dime. Anyone read it? I had a friend awhile back who kept telling me to try her, especially Pilgrim at Tinker Creek, but I hadn't up till now.
I think her fiction is middling, but that she's one of the best non-fiction writers of the last fifty years. Love Pilgrim at Tinker's Creek and An American Childhood particularly.
I only sat for Rosie, the Dillard sprog, once, I think. I got the gig in a roundabout way - I think it was a dinner party that a family I sat for were also attending, at Dillard's neighbors, and they drove me over and home. She lived right near Wesleyan (this was in the late 1980s) in a biggish house that memory is painting as sort of a 1910s foursquare, Decidedly messy. Middle-class, absent-minded professor-y - books and wineglasses and coffee cups and napkins and crumbs on the table. I remember a hunt for the checkbook when it came time to pay me. Dillard struck me as vague and distracted, and seemed very laissez-faire in her child-rearing - Rosie ran a bit wild, and was also wily and well practiced in talking her way into things. I tried to read Pilgrim at Tinker Creek following the exerience, but couldn't get into it at 17 - too slow. Should try again now that I am slower.
I loved An American Childhood and really enjoyed The Living. Haven't been able to get into Pilgrim, despite having owned it for years.
His books do not stick in my mind. Character names, if that. The odd visual.
Snow Crash and Zodiac stuck in my mind. Cryptonomicon, nsm.