"I point out that the only alternative to survivor's guilt is eternal serenity: the clear and happy-go-lucky conscience of a corpse."
"I point out that the only alternative to survivor's guilt is eternal serenity: the clear and happy-go-lucky conscience of a corpse."
Jaz is coded as cluster B, which explains why the reviewers hate him so much. I suspected so, and suspected I'd end up sympathizing with him. And I did.
"A second later I hear another drone, this one more gravelly, as if the engine has sucked in a pigeon it's trying to digest."
Today for #agameoffavorites the topic is an author from a county other than yours. Manil Suri‘s The City of Devi is a mad capped apocalyptic tale like Neil Gaiman Bollywood style. It‘s complicate love triangle also enriches the novel. Suri says he read a lot of Jacqueline Susann but lists VS Naipaul as an influence particularly in the way he would write people speaking English in a way you could tell they were speaking an Indian language.
This book started out absorbing, but progressively my rating of it dropped and dropped as the story developed. By the time I decided it was not worth the read, I had already invested too much time and emotion into it, so I forced myself to finish.
I loathe "the Jazster."