Summer reads - Neil Gaiman and Saint-Exupéry
I've knocked out a few novels this summer while traveling, and I've got room for another novel or two before summer ends. Any recommendations? Here are mine. - A
Fiction: The Ocean at the End of the Lane by Neil Gaiman - "the recollections of a man who thought he was lost but is now, perhaps, remembering a time when he was saved." - This is the Neil Gaiman book I've been hoping to read - semi-autobiographic, with the kind of mythic, lyrical power you'd expect from Gaiman. An almost sweet, pastoral mood exists alongside this dark edged world that keeps it light enough for a summer read. It's one I began beside the pool and finished late at night in a frenzy.
Non-fiction: Wind, Sand, and Stars by Antoine St. Exupery - before he was the author of The Little Prince, St. Exupery pioneered longhaul mail flights through many wild and remote places. From the Sahara Desert to the Andes Mountains, Exupery takes you into the cockpit to meet the men he looked upon as godlike. He lands - and crash lands - you into strange worlds that no longer exist, and in the end, has some meaningful things to say about his own place in the universe. I read this book on flights across Europe, and it made the horizons seem wider. Flight is a miracle! Napping is no longer an option.
Signing off with a few pictures,
- Adam
British Airways treating me well.
Read, write, tea, repeat.
A page of Wind, Sand, and Stars.
The curve of the Earth, the blue-black of a high sky.
JK Rowling's most recent play, now in production in London. It's a good read. I wish I'd had time to see it!
Fiction: The Ocean at the End of the Lane by Neil Gaiman - "the recollections of a man who thought he was lost but is now, perhaps, remembering a time when he was saved." - This is the Neil Gaiman book I've been hoping to read - semi-autobiographic, with the kind of mythic, lyrical power you'd expect from Gaiman. An almost sweet, pastoral mood exists alongside this dark edged world that keeps it light enough for a summer read. It's one I began beside the pool and finished late at night in a frenzy.
Non-fiction: Wind, Sand, and Stars by Antoine St. Exupery - before he was the author of The Little Prince, St. Exupery pioneered longhaul mail flights through many wild and remote places. From the Sahara Desert to the Andes Mountains, Exupery takes you into the cockpit to meet the men he looked upon as godlike. He lands - and crash lands - you into strange worlds that no longer exist, and in the end, has some meaningful things to say about his own place in the universe. I read this book on flights across Europe, and it made the horizons seem wider. Flight is a miracle! Napping is no longer an option.
Signing off with a few pictures,
- Adam
British Airways treating me well. 
Read, write, tea, repeat.
A page of Wind, Sand, and Stars.
The curve of the Earth, the blue-black of a high sky. 
JK Rowling's most recent play, now in production in London. It's a good read. I wish I'd had time to see it! 
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