Nobody’s asked, but I’ll admit to having halted my journey into Silent Hill about a week ago.  When I left, there was some broad following me and a new kind of monster up ahead.

I left Suttree as well for a couple days, and just got back into it yesterday.  It was something that I wanted to sit and read straight through, and to be honest, I was hoping that what appeared to be a cold developing would call for chicken soup, a blanket and Suttree as an excuse for doing so.  But I’m still just sniffling enough to barely be noticed, and certainly not enough to close up shop over.

So I’m taking matters into my own hands.  I’m going back to Silent Hill tonight, and when I need a break, I’ll read.  My Polish Catholic conscience will be hidden in the pocket of my bathrobe.

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