What I’m Reading II
I finished Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep? yesterday morning after having set it aside about five months ago. (In the intervening time, as I drove back and forth across the continent this summer, I made my way through through the VALIS trilogy, The Man in the High Castle, Flow My Tears the Policeman Said, and Radio Free Albemuth.)
And in the afternoon, I started Cosmopolis by Don DeLillo. Not too far into it yet. I’m also in the middle of Orality and Literacy for the seven millionth time. (I recently found a second, pristine, copy at a used bookstore.)
After waiting almost thirteen years, the sequel to Maxine Hong Kingston’s Tripmaster Monkey, has finally arrived. The Fifth Book of Peace. Prowling through it as well, though slowly, partly to make it last, but partly because it’s about Vietnam, and therefore rather grim. Yes, a “peace” book about war. That’s how it’s gotta be until we get our collective shit together.
And I’ve been dipping into Ring of Bone by Lew Welsh, the Red Monk, who walked away into the Marin hills.