i'm taking a break before "a prayer for owen meany"
the world according to garp
was a good introduction to john irving.
i ended up liking the messiness of the book,
the unfinished, sprawling quality of the writing,
e.g. the weird short story (the pension grillparzer)
plopped wholesale in the middle of the novel.
many scenes seem longer than they need to be,
as far as i can tell, just because the author
gets carried away with the fun of the details.
for example, read these three paragraphs,
an endearingly superabundant description
of squalor, especially great-- the cat and the pantyhose.
i have to admit though, by the time i finished the hotel new hampshire,
i was tired of all the half-trained bears loping around
and ready for something a little more disciplined.
posted by self_invasion | 5:00 PM
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