TG and I took Littlest Guy to the library today (he got “White Fang” and a sci-fi book), and I picked up a few things to read – J.L. Gaddis’ book “Surprise, Security and the American Experience,” which I’ll read this week, along with Bruce Wagner’s well-reviewed novel “The Chrysanthemum Palace.”
I started Wagner’s book and had the oddest experience…he was writing about my life. I mean literally. He talks about three episodes from my high-school years directly. It was disturbing, so I looked up his bio and it appears that we were in school together, and both dropped out.
It was just damn strange to read a novel and discover things I’d put on memory’s shelf. I put the book aside for a bit, and I’ll finish it tonight.