We're leaving in just a few days now. I need to start amassing things to read on the plane. I have an I-pod, a laptop that plays DVDs, pills for sleeping. But still, I have to read something that won't feel like work. Either a big fat novel to lose myself in, or something I can dip in and out of.
I foung a new (to me) poet, Terry Wolverton, but I need some narrative.
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Well, I might recommend a epic -- Indian, of course -- Vikram Seth's A Suitable Boy
Try Marcel Proust's "A La Recherche Du Temps Perdu" This will come in handy with all of your soon to be bathroom visits.
B-
the dirty poems of paul verlaine.
you must you must you must.
what else is there to do on a 26 hour flight except thrum in a suspended state of arousal? works for me!
B: Since I don't read French I'm going to pass on Proust.
Priya: I brought Seth with me, but was daunted by the crazy heft of the book even in paperback.
ding: Paul Verlaine, though I'll have to try. Thrum, eh? Sounds a fine way to pass the time. Any titles in particular?
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