Good or bad, I mean.
I just finished Alan Paton’s ‘Cry, the Beloved Country,’ a classic set in S. Africa. And oh was it gorgeous:
“Cry, the beloved country, for the unborn child that is the inheritor of our fear. Let him not love the earth too deeply. Let him not laugh too gladly when the water runs through his fingers, nor stand too silent when the setting sun makes red the veld with fire. Let him not be too moved when the birds of his land are singing, nor give too much of his heart to a mountain or a valley. For fear will rob him of all if he gives too much.”
Now I’m reading ‘The Case for Books: Past, Present and Future’ by Robert Darnton. It’s fascinating stuff, especially for a librarian. It concerns the digital age, and what it will mean for the “old fashioned” book. The kind made of paper and glue. Darnton sees both sides, but is in love with the book.
I’m also reading through my library’s fiction section, one letter at a time. I read as much as I could stand of the first book in our A section. Now I’m working on the first book in B. Because I don’t have enough to do, or to read!