I can't read books without at least a five-minute break in between them first; otherwise, they blur together. So I checked my e-mail and looked up Daisy Summerfield's Style in this library's catalogue; I still want to re-read it. They have a copy, which delights me, not least because of this incredibly disapproving item desciption: "An aspiring young artist squanders money and rationalizes the use of unethical methods to create an artistic air around herself, not realizing that artistic skill, not surroundings, make an artist."
Um, well, yes? Maybe? I mean, the book is about Daisy becoming an artist. She squanders money on things like food and "egg shampoo", whatever that is. When she's extravagant, she returns the items almost immediately. And oh yeah, she becomes a good artist. And the person from whom she steals the luggage doesn't mind at all, as it turns out.
But really, I don't think I've ever read a book description in a library catalogue that was so disapproving! Makes me want to write some of my own, like this: "A "fable" written in three days that, through an improbably naif character and several inaccuracies, trivializes the Holocaust." (The Boy in the Striped Pajamas really was written in three days, by the way, which explains a lot).
Tuesday, April 17, 2012
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