Finally, I got to talk my head off about this beautiful, fat book. Here, the first part of my rather long — and incomplete, hur — post: How is everyone? [A perfunctory question. Yes, I am self-involved this holiday season. And frantically tying bloggie loose ends.] Aherm. Last Christmas Eve, if I wasn’t gorging myself with fruitcake or cram-wrapping children’s presents, I was thinking about how I could possiblytalk about [that block of paper on top of that block of wood,] The Corrections by Jonathan Franzen. It is very thick, rather yummy, and thus, rather a pain to write about. I finished reading it on the second day of the month, and since then, I’ve been agonizing about how to present a coherent — and not as word-vomit as I could manage — post on the book. My notes, of course, are a mess only I can make sense of, but can’t quite figure out how to share. I think I’ve written a informal book report already. And there is no way I can force that Dorkery on you guys. It’s Christmas-ish, after all. I lay off just a wee bit. Oh, and in case I fail to make it clear: I loved this book. [Although it hasbe said: I will never forgive Franzen for describing somebody’s penis as “a faintly urinary dumpling” — cripes, and I didn’t even have to run to my notes to look up that odious phrase.] Aherm. Yes. Here: And the “here” can be found here: As much as I can allow myself on The Corrections by Jonathan Franzen | Sasha & The Silverfish. Please be the pleasure of yourselves in the post, thank you.
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Finally, I got to talk my head off about this beautiful, fat book. Here, the first part of my rather long — and incomplete, hur — post:

How is everyone? [A perfunctory question. Yes, I am self-involved this holiday season. And frantically tying bloggie loose ends.] Aherm.

Last Christmas Eve, if I wasn’t gorging myself with fruitcake or cram-wrapping children’s presents, I was thinking about how I could possiblytalk about [that block of paper on top of that block of wood,] The Corrections by Jonathan Franzen.

It is very thick, rather yummy, and thus, rather a pain to write about. I finished reading it on the second day of the month, and since then, I’ve been agonizing about how to present a coherent — and not as word-vomit as I could manage — post on the book. My notes, of course, are a mess only I can make sense of, but can’t quite figure out how to share. I think I’ve written a informal book report already. And there is no way I can force that Dorkery on you guys. It’s Christmas-ish, after all. I lay off just a wee bit.

Oh, and in case I fail to make it clear: I loved this book. [Although it hasbe said: I will never forgive Franzen for describing somebody’s penis as “a faintly urinary dumpling” — cripes, and I didn’t even have to run to my notes to look up that odious phrase.] Aherm. Yes. Here:

And the “here” can be found here: As much as I can allow myself on The Corrections by Jonathan Franzen | Sasha & The Silverfish. Please be the pleasure of yourselves in the post, thank you.

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