Status Updates From The Salt Eaters (Vintage Co...

When are we. Where are we. Who is that. This book is like being thrust into an unknown world but despite confusion and disorientation I’m called to keep walking and so onward I stomp like Minnie waking up snakes in the woods. WOW

I mean I almost have to laugh. What is going on

I am so close! You know why I struggle with this book? A lot of times I am confused with WHAT IS GOING ON - that I re-read passages many times. This book is humbling to say the least. But because of that I haven’t been able to sink into the prose the way I am used to. It’s written experimentally. At times a stream-of-consciousness and others it’s a structured narrative. Is there a pattern? Only the end knows.

This book was written for the poetry lovers. For those visually inclined to street views of people’s lives and emotions. Of the places they visit and the people met in day-to-day life. It just so happens that on this day - a close friend has attempted suicide and the occupants and experiences of the day to day are pulled into examination to understand why. Want to finish this today.