Words cannot begin to describe:
OK, that was great, but this is just bizarre:
What I’m Listening To
What I’m Reading
2666 by Roberto Bolano
This novel was published after the Chilean-Mexican author's death, and I'm not even sure if it was entirely finished or not. It is broken up into five parts which, while connected, stand pretty much on there own. I have not yet made it to the grim part about the murders of hundreds of women in Mexico, so I have so far found it enjoyable and even funny despite some dark underpinnings. It's had a ton of critical praise, and I like it much more than my last foray into the violent novel genre: Blood Meridian.
Been listening to this one a lot, pretty much the whole way through.My Photos
