so as i may have mentioned in that previous long post, i got two new books while wandering in dupont. i have a propensity for 'accidentally' stumbling into bookstores and whoops, spending 30 bucks.
so i have finished Girl Cook, which i knew would happen since it is a small book and written by one of those spunky 21st century girl-in-the-city authors i am beginning to despise. and i sort of hated the book, too. which i almost expected. i am getting sick of reading about other people's childish and unreasonable hang-ups. i have my own neuroses to handle. identifying with the sort of character i've been seeing lately, who drinks too much wine and has body issues even though she knows better and sabotages her own relationships while whining about being lonely - well that's not fun. i want to read something that makes me grin because the sentence is perfect and intelligent and amusing, not because it's a mediocre one-liner.
not that Girl Cook was all that bad. it did make me want to cook again (a bad impulse to have at 3:00 am on a sunday night when the week holds nothing but the prospect of 15 hour days). i believe that's the reason i bought it - i know books like that tend to inspire me to do whatever it is they are about. and i haven't cooked anything much lately; i'm afraid i'm losing my touch.
regardless. this brings me to the second, much more substantial -- both in subject and size -- book that i got. forget books you can't put down - i like a book that after 5 pages make me throw it down and run to the computer to gush. ladies and gentleman, i give you: cryptonomicon. i'm sure i'm very late to this particular party* but i don't care. i am going to attempt to savour this book, instead of tearing through it in a few days.
*i used this particular expression in another recent post, i do realize. however, if the metaphor fits... *
*[meta-footnote] i am stealing mimi smartypants' footnoting style. i hope she doesn't mind.