There is a lit-crit term for recognizing yourself in art that is escaping me, because I am stupid and stayed up until 1 a.m. watching basketball and reading Claire Messud's new novel (pretty good, by the way). Whatever you call the literary version of deja-vu, I got it in spades reading this post on 75 books NOT read during 2006. I could have written that, if I were funny and smart.
Thursday, January 04, 2007
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The Vollman and McCarthy comments are classic.
My unread list would have to be defined by all the books I own that I have not read. Last year I think it was about 275. I am not sure I made a dent in that.
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