"...for reading, once begun, quickly becomes home and circle and court and family, and indeed, without narrative, I felt exiled from my own country. By the transport of books, that which is most foreign becomes one's familiar walks and avenues; while that which is most familiar is removed to delightful strangeness; and unmoving, one travels infinite causeways, immobile and thus unfettered." — M.T. Anderson (The Pox Party)
Monday, March 5, 2007
The Guy Not Taken by Jennifer Weiner
The latest offering by one of my favorite authors is a collection of short stories written at different times in the author's life. As always, I found her words captivating, and I was reluctant to stop reading even when my eyes were drooping shut. The reading experience wasn't quite the same as reading one of her full-length novels, where the reader can really get to know the characters and get into the plot, but the end of each story left me hungry for more. Whenever I hear someone dismissing chick lit as girly fluff, Jennifer Weiner is definitely the author to point the poor misguided reader to.
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