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September 20, 2009

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Margaret

Great job! It sounds like a very worthy read; that's how I felt after finishing The Elegance of the Hedgehog. It was very dense and philosophical--not my normal read.

JP

Maybe next summer for me. I'm intrigued.

Steve

Jeesh. More guilt.

Since my Alaska trip (during which I didn't feel IJ would be the appropriate reading, what with my need to concentrate on the book while whales breached and black bears fished so close I could smell the salmon roe; AND the fact that it weighs like 3 pounds), I've picked up (and finished) several other books. Always with that big blue beacon haunting me from my nightstand, 3 bookmarks, like tongues, whispering to me "you are a failure if you do not pick me up.... you are a quitter and illiterate..."

Now you.

Thanks....

p.s.
L'shana tova, tikatevu! (no pun intended).

raych

And this is my thinking on that: IJ is set up so that it doesn't feel finished, so that you want to go on reading it (dare I say it) INFINITELY, and that is part of the joke. Because the book doesn't end for you, you have to find a way to turn off the entertainment yourself.

Also, I'm keeping it on my bedside table for now, because I READ THAT THING!

amy

I'm going with next summer too. It will be a great challenge!

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