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...that are roiling around in my head.
Sicko made me angry.
Once made me cry and fall in love with Dublin and my old piano all over again. And my musician husband.
The final day of the Murakami show inspired a dozen designs and a dozen more stories.
I'm taking my influences where I can get them these days.
And my, it's refreshing to take them from a non-novel.
Marisha Pessl: Night Film: A Novel
It promises much. Those kinds of promises rarely deliver.
Robin Sloan: Mr. Penumbra's 24-Hour Bookstore: A Novel
I feel as if this will be a sort of End of Mr. Y by Scarlett Thomas kind of thing. No idea why but if that's anywhere close to the case, I'm in.
Fiona Maazel: Woke Up Lonely: A Novel
Have heard remarkable things about this novel. Have you?
