i like mccarthy because his writing is so bloody pretty. but he writes so fluidly, without capitalization save at sentence start and without punctuation save periods, that i read him too quickly and miss the meat. i read fast. i read mccarthy at speeds clark kent would envy.
so i turned the book upside down.
the ending was bad.
oh emm eff gee?
my childhood, it is ending.
so many years of my life (so many i can’t count) has been overlaid by the imposing shadow of THE NEXT BOOK.
and in 39 hrs- it will be the receding, doppler-dying shadow and siren call of THE FINAL BOOK.
and you know, fanfics are TOTALLY going to explode in SUCK the moment this book is read. maybe have a week before preteen fuckers are destroying the world with next-gen fics. sigh.
It is not very nice.
no, i do not quite like this Pennywise the Clown.
The Invisible Man by Ralph Ellison is making me happy, but now I’m sad because I don’t have it. And I don’t have my ID so I can’t check it out.
and Path of Glittering Darkness (fanfic) is making me sad inside.
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