15 years ago.
Isn't that funny - they used to bootleg books! For the foreign tourists. That was a favorite.
I read it on the beach in Thailand, so I loved it. And today, I can't remember a damn thing about it.
I've tried rereading it a couple times, but somehow, the first time was just the right moment in time.
If I had to give an all time favorite for a book: American Gods, by Neil Gaiman.
I've read that twice, no problem.
That is my top recent piece of fiction.
Prior holders of that title:
Canada - Richard Ford
I met him, shook his hand, told him the story about seeing him on McNeil Leher, when he won the pulitzer for the Sportswriter. I told him that he had provided me with tens of hours of enjoyment in my life. Which is true. Going back to the Sportswriter, and Independence Day. What a towering, incredible talent. Canada is a masterpiece.
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All that being said, today I barely remember a single thing about Zen and the Art, except that it was "good."
When humans merge with computing networks, that will no longer be a problem.
Which I really enjoyed, and it was a page turner. But afterwards, I was left feeling like I just ate a big bowl of candy. Ultimately not very satisfying on a deep level.
The Wind Up Bird Chronicle
That book intersected my life like a perpendicular plane. It was incredible.
This Side of Paradise
To be mean is never excusable, but there is some merit in knowing that one is; the most irreparable of vices is to do evil out of stupidity. - C.B.
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