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Read in 2009

Jose Saramago / Year of the Death of Ricardo Reis
Thomas Mann / The Magic Mountain
Mikhail Bulgakov / The Master and Margarita
Cormac McCarthy / The Crossing
Graham Greene / The Power and the Glory
Virginia Woolf / Mrs. Dalloway
Bill Davis / Mass Appeal
Chris Adrian / A Better Angel
Nam Le / The Boat
William Gass / Tests of Time
Haruki Murakami / Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman
Colson Whitehead / Sag Harbor
Karen Russell / St. Lucy's Home for Girls Raised by Wolves
Virginia Woolf / Orlando
Walker Percy / The Moviegoer
Michael Ondaatje / In The Skin of A Lion
Nicole Krauss / Man Walks Into a Room
James Joyce / Ulysses
Steig Larsson / Girl With the Dragon Tattoo
Nicholas Christopher / A Trip to the Stars
Randall Jarrell / No Other Book
William Gass / Habitations of the Word
Thomas Pynchon / Inherent Vice
Lorrie Moore / Self Help
Clarice Lispector / Near to the Wild Heart
Italo Calvino / If On A Winter's Night A Traveler
Aleksander Hemon / The Lazarus Project
Steig Larsson / The Girl Who Played With Fire
Sarah Hall / How to Paint a Dead Man
Dave Eggers / Zeitoun

19 March

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Finished Nam Le’s excellent collection of short stories, The Boat, today.
There are a number of fantastic stories here - ranging over an incredibly varied set of lives and locales; Nam Le gives us a teenage hitman fearing for his life in Cartegena, as well as a confused Australian boy feeling the many pressures of life in his coastal town bearing down on him, and an American woman submerging herself in an alien culture while visiting her friend in Tehran.
The piece set in Iran, Tehran Calling,  was my favorite; Nam Le’s ability to conjure up the sense of diving into a world wholly other from one’s own was remarkable-
The shadows thrown by the tree boughs against her skin looked like the written language here: half-open mouths, fishhooks, sickle blades, pregnant letters with dots in their bellies. An alphabet refracted in water. She closed her eyes. Again, the faint thud of drums.

Finished Nam Le’s excellent collection of short stories, The Boat, today.

There are a number of fantastic stories here - ranging over an incredibly varied set of lives and locales; Nam Le gives us a teenage hitman fearing for his life in Cartegena, as well as a confused Australian boy feeling the many pressures of life in his coastal town bearing down on him, and an American woman submerging herself in an alien culture while visiting her friend in Tehran.

The piece set in Iran, Tehran Calling,  was my favorite; Nam Le’s ability to conjure up the sense of diving into a world wholly other from one’s own was remarkable-

The shadows thrown by the tree boughs against her skin looked like the written language here: half-open mouths, fishhooks, sickle blades, pregnant letters with dots in their bellies. An alphabet refracted in water. She closed her eyes. Again, the faint thud of drums.

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