In tagging all the Literature posts it amazes me how long ago I’ve read this or that. Of course this latest span of time spent with Ishiguro’s Unconsoled has set me way back in reading, though I’ve got a post to write on my progression through The Beans.
What really took me by surprise was how long it’s been since I’ve read my last McCarthy which was The Road. It’s been almost exactly two years–two whole years–and I think that’s good enough reason to toss Ishiguro back on the shelf regardless of the 200 pages I’m into it and select from a few McCarthy’s that I haven’t read yet.
The Lost Children: A Charity Anthology