Why do we keep hope in dark times? This short novel tries to answer that question. Itâs a careful observation of the relationship between a father and son at the end of the world.
the endings of great novels stay with you. a momentous rush that last dot, words and eyes speeding towards it almost with reluctance, until yes that world is done but something ripples out, a faint radiance or shadow, like the dark spot that lingers in your eye long after staring at the sun.
this i felt reading:Â âportrait of a lady by henry james
âswannâs way by proust
âthe red and the black by stendhal
âulysses by joyce
âthe sun also rises by hemingway
My favorite part: Dear Abby:
My father is a businessman who travels.
Each time he returns from one of his trips,
his shoes and trousers
                   are covered with blood-
but he never forgets to bring me a nice present;
Should I say something?
                   Signed, America.
