Were it not for my beloved Sarah, I would never have picked up Birds of America. For one thing, it sounds like a guide book to my least favorite species (they are going to poke out my eyes with their evil beaks and they carry diseases in their dirty dirty feathers and nasty feet!) and for another, short stories are tricky business for me. I'm particular about the short story books I pick up because I have to get engaged several times, not just once. That takes mad skill, especially with my currently wandering mind. But of course, Sarah was right, the book was brilliant. I wish I could see the world the way Lorrie Moore does. Also, I wish I could see the world the way Sarah does. I miss you, lady.
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
The Best Kind of Guide Book
Were it not for my beloved Sarah, I would never have picked up Birds of America. For one thing, it sounds like a guide book to my least favorite species (they are going to poke out my eyes with their evil beaks and they carry diseases in their dirty dirty feathers and nasty feet!) and for another, short stories are tricky business for me. I'm particular about the short story books I pick up because I have to get engaged several times, not just once. That takes mad skill, especially with my currently wandering mind. But of course, Sarah was right, the book was brilliant. I wish I could see the world the way Lorrie Moore does. Also, I wish I could see the world the way Sarah does. I miss you, lady.
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