Not much commentary on this book-related furnishing, except that it doesn't appear too comfortable: ramrod straight, and lacking cushion.
Monday, September 10, 2007
Thursday, September 06, 2007
Popular with a wanderlusty audience, readers who enjoy stories of a raconteur bent, the 50th anniversary of the publishing of Jack Kerouac's On the road is being widely noted in the popular press, raising my awareness by bleeding through in my RSS feeds on my iGoogle homepage.
I first read On the road in high school due to expert reader's advisory: my father read it when it was originally published, and, in turn, recommended it to me. On the road is the type of book, for me, that I can revisit every five or so years -- along with Cannery Row, Catcher in the rye, and now, perhaps, The Sea-Wolf -- although it's been considerably longer since I've read it. Our circulation statistics reflect that the two copies have been borrowed thirty times in the ten years we have been automated, a fairly reasonable amount, but I can see I was responsible for several of those circulations.
Considering the titles named above, and their respective protagonists, what would an analyst or psychiatrist make of my list of infrequently revisited books?