I feel that there’s an attempt to do philosophy here, though I’m not sure that that is it. It doesn’t feel philosophic, though. Anyway, the contemplation thoughts feel fake, aren’t sincere, as if they were put just to give impression of depth in the book. The effort fails. There’s no emotion in i...
Through the walls of the motel they could hear the shrieks of the organizers as panic set in, simmering to laughter and chatter, then ramping up to the sounds of the polka band. Isabel argued with Daria about what to wear, whether to bother with makeup in this humidity, and whether a nap wouldn’t...