Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Escape to wimp eden

Suddenly I couldn't read another word of Borges, wimped out, and picked up the first collection of the old Armistead Maupin Tales of the City stories; three volumes later, I think I need a break from them, although they've been pleasant as fresh popcorn. They make the San Francisco of the late 1970's, early '80's, very appealing, at least until a volume or two later, when all hell comes down on Babylon by the Bay.

2 Comments:

Blogger Kathy Rogers said...

It's not wimping out. It's taking a break. Re-energizing. Pausing to reflect. Etc.

1:32 PM  
Blogger isabelita said...

Yeah, I could have picked something with even less literary fiber.

5:54 PM  

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