Meet Kacey. She doesn't blog. But I asked her to check out some books I like, and she said that it's totally cool if I share her opinions with you.
Today, to kick off our new working relationship, I brought Kacey a gift. I found this first edition hard cover of David Foster Wallace's Infinite Jest. It's a book some might consider one of the greatest modern novels of our time. I found the book at the used book store, so I picked it up, figuring it would look nice on Kacey's bookshelf. (Once she gets enough books to warrant owning a bookshelf, that is.) Plus I figured she'd find it as amusing as I do that such a magnificient piece of work was remaindered in its first printing.
So today, Kacey considered this modern classic in its massive entirety.
She reads faster than I do, and was quick to reach a verdict: indifference mixed with a dash of scorn:
Well. That didn't go as well as I'd hoped. Since she didn't appreciate it, I took the book back for myself.
Check back later for the next edition of Kacey's Book Club, in which she poops all over chick lit.
4 comments:
Kacey's great. You should have seen what my dog did to Franzen's latest. I think she left the best part, the title page.
Yeah, dogs don't take kindly to self-importance.
My kitty doggedly scratched the cover of one of my Harry Potters. Gave it character.
Kacey would like to know if she needs a business lawyer & an agent?
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