Has anyone read "Too Loud a Solitude," by Bohumil Hrabal? It is a great story. Hanta is a trash compactor in Prague when the Czech Rep. was a part of the USSR. He is destroying all of the history, culture, religious and philosophical thought and art of western civilization bale by bale in his trash compactor. Whole libraries are dumped into his hole in the ground to be destroyed. The story is about Hanta and the reality (which is a little psychotic after decades of compacting "trash") in which he lives, and his retention or education of what is being destroyed. It is a gem of a little book and is like nothing I have ever read. Page 1: "Because when I read, I don't really read; I pop a beautiful sentence into my mouth and suck it like a liqueur until the thought dissolves in me like alcohol, infusing brain and heart and coursing through my veins to the root of each blood vessel." I can't recomend this book enough. You could read it in a day and spend forever wondering about and turning it inside out, outside in.
Anybody read it? Comments or thoughts on it?
Another one is "Bliss," by Peter Carey. Anyone read this one. I loved this book too. One mans journey to happiness. Funny, poignant, sometimes surreal. i want to read more of Peter Carey's books. The guy can be freakin' hilarious. thanks.....
Anybody read it? Comments or thoughts on it?
Another one is "Bliss," by Peter Carey. Anyone read this one. I loved this book too. One mans journey to happiness. Funny, poignant, sometimes surreal. i want to read more of Peter Carey's books. The guy can be freakin' hilarious. thanks.....