It’s hard to spell out exactly what this book is, but in a lot of ways it reads like a well-crafted Twitter account. That’s not a knock or a limitation, because the book is presented in 100s of mini-musings, mini-narratives, floating bits of conversation, passing moments, and other little snippets of life. So the effect is almost trying to piece together someone’s life from a Twitter account that you’ve joined well into the lifespan of the account. The book, though, as interesting as all that […]
All around the wall, there were tusks.
Speedboat by Renata Adler