I ordered the new James Frey. I never read A Million Little Pieces. Not because of the controversy. I have no issues with his version of the truth because I know there is no such thing. I just never got to it. There are so many books sitting in my apartment just waiting to be read. But I haven't been able to commit to words as much as I normally do. I've been thinking of them, using them obviously, but I just haven't been able to commit to them long enough to read a book or even write a post.
I ordered the new James Frey because I can not walk past a book store without losing myself in the aesthetics of the book. I have fallen for it like no other since that compact burgundy package that brought me the Catcher in the Rye.
I don't expect the impact that J.D. Salinger had on me by any stretch, but I went ahead and ordered it. And I ordered the new David Sedaris book.
And I feel like I'm taking some chances here. And that's how I am, in case you were wondering.
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fry's getting blah reviews here. i've read excerpts and his language style bothers me; hardly any punctuation and incomplete stuff...yea i know it's supposed to sound like we talk now but i had trouble just reading the excerpts. james ellroy is like that for me too; everyone says his style is brilliant but it just distracts me and bothers the hell out of me. i'm not a fan of sedaris or his sister; i must be the only one on the planet who feels that way. i feel like that about shakespeare, though, too. have fun reading. try not to fall for the packaging/advertising; what's that cliche about judging and book covers?
I don't know james elroy but I do know better than judging a book by its cover, and yet...
James Ellroy = "L.A. Confidential" (among others)
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