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I think this will not be my last Barbara Comyns.

If I were just reading the print I'd be done by now, but I was going back and forth between the conventional print and my phone, and the eBook has all these bonus features: a brief oral history about the hit on Osama bin Laden, an article about Will Jimeno's recovery and PTSD from 9/11, and right now I'm a reading group discussion guide. It's been big.

I'm calling my mom from time to time to read her the funny bits, whether they are funny because they are actually humorous or funny because of some shocking disparity or juxtaposition. Those moments come and when they do I call my mom and read them to her. It helps, because this is a heavy book. I couldn't get my head around the manner of presentation at first, but then I did. I think it's going to be five stars.

Also need a record for the Tercentennial Edition by Houghton Mifflin, which is the one I'm actually reading. It has illustrations by N.C. Wyeth.

Need a moratorium on word "stripling." Five times in the first 31 pages is too many.

Interestingly, this book works well as an eBook. Because it is effectively related in a series of soundbites, small screen format makes for a complementary reading experience: it kind of highlights each short selection, gives it a little more prominence.

Wouldn't being injected with baby powder kill you a lot sooner than being injected with heroin?

Granted, this could be the kind of book where that could be the kind of thing that saves her life later for all I know.

I’m already struck by the fact that she didn’t tell the mom. That’s so weird as to be kind of stupid actually.

Yes. Reading this in a dark building is the way to go.

But, so, why *does* the mom want her so bad? I'm curious.

Heaven forbid! “You ain’t as sexy as you used to be.”