Saturday, December 26, 2009
reading fudge
Reading this novel is like eating fudge. It is so rich and delicious I can only get through a chapter or two at a time. Then I have to rest, reflect, digest, take a big shot of insulin and start in again. It is a devastating disquisition on French classism, among other things.
I am writing this while listening to Richard Strauss's Elektra from the Met. Coming through loud and clear this week. Next week's treat, Hansel and Gretel.
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2 comments:
Yeah, you will LOVE this book so much.
I will move it up on my TO READ list! xx
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