• just finished victor pelevin's - the clay machine gun, not sure about it, not enough happens, too much internal philosophsing, is the lead character mad, is he sane? Who fucking cares, was all I could think.

    then fairly ran trhrough Richard price's Samaritan. He is very good, great turn of phrase, able to find the things that make us squirm and two great main characters, bound by family responsibilities and internal desires. Interesting structure, flashbacky without being obtrusively so, leading you to the denoument. Glad I picked it up.

    ps price was part of that cadre of american novelists who got roped into writing the wire, alongside denis lehane, george p pelecanos and a couple of others..

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