I’ve started a practice of not putting my current reads in here; since I abandon so many. But I’m spending so much of my reading time with this and another novel that I feel like logging them. To me, Pamuk is most enjoyable when he plays with genre (like Snow, My Name is Red, or his Borgesian Black Book). This is less Borges and more his version of Proust — still very readable & rich, even if not my preferred.
— Dec 10, 2024 12:22AM
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