18 August 2010

My castle, my books.

photo by K

Just finished elegant, refined, autumnal Netherland, by Joseph O'Neill, a novel of entrances and exits, and automobile-induced perambulatory flights around a city mourned by any who leave: New York. Netherland is a literary beacon for both writer and reader, a slim book of perfect proportions, and, in the long shadow of The Great Gatsby, "O'Neill runs faster, stretches out his arms farther and approaches the glow of greatness."

1 comment:

Daniel-Halifax said...

It's been on my "to read" list for a while. Glad to see you recommend it!