I was going to go tubing today with some friends, but due to the severe snow storm raging outside I am instead reading Witch Grass and listening to Broken Bells.
I am fairly certain that I will like this book. 30 pages in and I am delighted by the style and the flow of events. I am also pleased to be in the company of an author who said this:
“After all, why shouldn’t we demand a certain effort from the reader? We always explain everything to him. In the end, he gets fed up with being treated with such contempt.”
Do I indeed! I am eager to devote a certain effort to Queneau, and I feel that such effort will be rewarded.
Here’s The High Road by Broken Bells for your listening pleasure.