Tuesday, April 17, 2012
This one is going to take a while
I'm trying to read an actual literary novel (Hide Me Among the Graves by Tim Powers), albeit it is still about things that go bump in the night. Why are literary novels so vague? I read something and then I wonder, was the big mouth guy a vampire, a ghost, or what. So then I'm still reading, but not really sure what's going on. Also, I hate the poems at the beginning of each chapter. Do I need to read them? Is the content important? How much time should I spend puzzling about the meaning? Anyone have any answers? We will see how this goes. I try to read things of substance every once in awhile.