so i'm halfway into "only revolutions"
but i decided to take a break from that madness
and delve into "the brief wondrous life of oscar wao"
(yes yes i finally decided to read it)
well before i knew it, i had powered through the book
in one sitting (although i did stop for dinner)
and i must say it is a thoroughly good read.
that's the kind of book that lines your pillows with spiders
and makes you wake the fuck up on the days
when all you can think about is the end of days.
it sort of read like a modern day version of 'house of the spirits'
(and i almost wrote 'tasted' there
because the language of both books
is so dense that it feels like it permeates
your surroundings)
one caveat, dear readers:
it is definitely not a feel-happy kind of book.
it sort of is, but only for probably 5% of the people
who think that way;
the other 95% would put this book down at some points
and just go hug the shit out of someone.
i finished reading it and immediately wanted to go
on a road trip.
to be honest
if there is one thing that really churns my insides
its the fact that i truly do want someone
that i can just go see something beautiful with
because let's face it
there's a lot of beauty in the world we haven't seen
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