The Big Sleep and Look Homeward Angel
I just finished reading Look Homeward Angel by Thomas Wolfe. It was a monumental mountain of beautiful prose. Now I turn my attention to a different sort of angel. A slumming angel. Of course I am speaking of none other than Raymond Chandler. I have read The Big Sleep before, but not the new annotated edition. Chandler’s prose is a bit more hard boiled than Wolfe’s but it is no less poetic. I can’t wait to get started!
Young Parisian couple, about a generation apart, one reading a book the other a cell phone.
Before there were cell phones there were laptops. Before there were laptops there were TV screens. Before there were TV screens there were books. I’m reading a book right now, which is what I am usually doing. You would be surprised how much trouble I used to get into just for reading books. I have been called anti-social. Bosses didn’t like it. One of my wives tossed my books out into the backyard into a mud puddle. And my own mother come into my room one day, and tipped my bookcase over, spilling my books out onto the floor. What was a poor boy to do?
Most of the time nowadays people don’t seem to care much if I am reading a book. They are too busy with their own noses stuck into their cell phones.
Next time you get a chance, try reading a book. Remember, Mark Twain once said, those who do not read have no advantage over those who can’t read.