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I wish somebody had warned me how strange and quiet this book would be. Not that I have anything against the works that are strange and quiet. I like them quite a bit, especially (for example) Nabokov’s Speak, Memory. I also liked The New York Trilogy by Paul Auster just fine. I would have liked a heads-up, is all, on the strangeness and the quietness.
Maybe I should have known.
Maybe I just wasn’t paying attention to the metainfo, prior to picking up the book.
Maybe the prose style of the book has infected this review. That happens a lot with me, I’ve noticed. Maybe I should read the graphic novel version of ‘City of Glass,’ the first book in the trilogy. Maybe I will someday.
Er, thanks? I’ve been meaning to read the NY Trilogy, but wasn’t all that happy with the one book I tried–it left me thinking he was over-rated, perhaps by people who were in love with him because they were in love with being someone who lived in New York. I’m left wondering, still, if I should read it.
PS: Either Facetime doesn’t ring my phone, or it makes a ring I don’t recognize as coming from my phone.
I don’t think you would like New York Trilogy, Dale.
On the person-doing-the-calling side, it makes sort of a subway sonar ping. Maybe I will try calling you normally then coordinating a facetime call.
I don’t think Paul Auster is overrated, but I do think he’s very inconsistent (and most Auster readers I know would agree–few people love everything Auster writes). The books of his I like, I adore. The ones I dislike, I loathe. The New York Trilogy and Man in the Dark were to that I thought were wonderful. I hated Invisible, and I’ve heard nothing but bad things about The Brooklyn Follies from folks who’ve attempted it.