I need you to know up-front that I have been awake since 4:40am, and I have hosted a yard sale with 4 of my friends from 6am to noon, and my feet hurt a lot. Also, I have not had as much caffeine as I would like. You've been warned.
I mean, we open with the sentence, "On Sunday morning while church bells rang in the village alongshore, the world and its mistress returned to Gatsby's house and twinkled hilariously on his lawn" (p. 64). Well, if that's not an indictment of the...
Published on June 10, 2017 16:05