Review: INVISIBLE MONSTERS by Chuck Palahniuk

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Just... "fasten your seatbelt"!

Review: PLAYERS by Don DeLillo

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Loved it. Very "noir."

Review: Cloud Atlas

Cloud Atlas by David Mitchell
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

After reading "Cloud Atlas", I decided I would read anything David Mitchell has ever written and will read everything he writes in the future!

Review: THE RISE AND FALL OF GREAT POWERS by Tom Rachman

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

This is one of those books that you disappear into completely.

11/29/15 --- It's been months since I finished it, and I still have "flashbacks" to it. It was so vivid that I felt like I experienced the main character's story!

Review: SLADE HOUSE by David Mitchell

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

More than a ghost story. It's an intricate Mobius Strip exploring the reality/illusion continuum. I could not put it down.

(c) 2016 Suzann Kale

"Soft and moist, a hanging heat. ...

...People still came, talking, looking out to sea. They stood around the horn player, the man with the hand drums. There were sellers of invisible commodities, names whispered in the dark. Children kept appearing from the edges, silently crossing some margin or dividing line, cradling the shriveled infants. People drifted toward the Gateway from the street along the sea wall, from the inner streets, the edges, to stand in the warm night together and wait for a breeze. The sound of bicycle bells struck briefly to the air."

                                            Don DeLillo, The Names, page 256.

"In the light of a lowering sky...

...the city is immediate and sculptured. None of summer's white palls, its failures of distance and perspective. There are shadow-angles, highlighted surfaces, areas of grayish arcs and washes. laundry blows on rooftops and balconies. Against an urgent sky, with dull thunder pounding over the gulf, this washwork streaming in the wind can be an emblematic and touching thing. Always the laundry, always the lone old woman in black who keeps to a corner of the elevator, the bent woman in endless mourning. She disturbs the composure of the modern building with its intercom and carpeted lobby, its marble veneer."

                                    Don DeLillo, The Names, page 175.