I finished reading my brother’s copy of The Glass Castle by Jeannette Walls. I picked it up to read because my grand daughter Catherine is reading it. I wasn’t too impressed. My sister-in-law Leigh liked it. Mark hasn’t read it as far as I know.
I thought the author had an interesting story to tell about her eccentric family. But the first two thirds of the book seemed disjoined and inauthentic to me. It picked up when she was talking about the time she was ten. From there to the end it was more readable. But the way she began seemed to obfuscate something. Not surprising since it’s a family story and all families are pretty fucked up.
Anyway, I’m feeling a bit melancholy as my vacation comes to an end. Even though I return to very low duties as a pre-retiree I am dreading it.
This evening we will eat out again. Then back home tomorrow after breakfast and boggle. I will go to church and post the hymns.
It has been fun to be at Mark and Leigh’s. I have started reading Nice Racism: How Progressive White People Perpetuate Racial Harm by Robin Diangelo. It is excellent! More on this book later.
Diangelo mentions Tess Martin as a blogger to read. Here’s a link to her blog. I recommend this article from her blog: