Aug. 6th, 2012
Joyce Carol Oates’s book review of Claire Tomalin’s new biography has finally gotten me moving on getting more familiar with the inimitable Charles Dickens. I even ordered a real book, a hardcover with pages and everything. As I was ordering, I realized that it had been a while since I last ordered an actual book instead of simply feeding my Kindle. It is funny that this experience should now feel a little odd, including the idea of having to hold up a heavy book while I read and turn pages. So strange this life passing before me.