“Virgil realizes that dreams matter to him most because, in them, he feels somewhat sure he is present. This isn’t epiphany. In the “novel,” out of which he would model his own first major work, a little brown girl stares into both a crowded bus and a cage folded into a dream and, simultaneously, out of this dream into a “world,” where she recognizes a caged gorilla, King Kong, an Ape? It didn’t matter what it was. What mattered was that that big, black animal was, curiously, eating buttons.”
A book club pick and one of the few books I had to force myself thru. I’m not sure where the difficulty comes from… following the unconventional names? The mixture of dream and memory and art-making? I usually don’t mind these things so perhaps the voice of these intentionally de-centered pieces of prose threw me. Also the sections… also the ending… I feel I know ‘Virgil’ about as well as that dead hummingbird did. Hopefully those at the book club can help.
A book that defines why I love the library, I would have never picked this book up and bought it but I loved it and thought it challenged a lot of my assumptions about fiction and form. A book I could read over and over and continuously glean more from.
nightboat edition of Virgil Kills isn't on here, so.. as Josué says: "words on a page" lol. Akin 2 Severo Sarduy, but I'm hot for that... read while traveling, will read again when I'm sitting down more