Whoops – late email and post, because remote holidays still take up space and time lol. As does the digesting of buttery-sedation-pap (mash potatoes). I keep losing time around it.
One Hundred Years of Solitude, oddly enough, maintains the thread of all the morphic resonance ideas that’s been floating around my media consumption. Gabo’s inter-generational saga set in the magical tone of the authors’ memory of home. Really been reimagining the rhythm and repetition names and associated traits. What’s the difference between behavior and instinct? Can both be inherited?
Would recommend to experience magical realism, morphic resonance or how elastic time can become – like putty in a warm-enough-hand.
Louise Eldrich is the recommendation. I first first enchanted by her voice via this reading of The Stone. Then tore through The Round House. Then hit a wall of “Whoaaa overwhelmingly intense emotions” and had to take a small break from La Rose (Two families entangled at their roots, through their sons, make their own systems of justice).
Would recommend for sheer story telling scope – books have girth, with worlds that are wide and rich and overlap her other books in satisfying ways. Pick up anything written by Erdich, really.
Was listening to a book for next week, and long story short I’m glad I met Mort Garson’s Plantasia in the process.
Until next week – cheers, y’all!