book 62

here's another one i picked up at the library last weekend. i'm nearly due for another trip--i am totally enamoured of the chapel hill public library, for the record.

a.l. kennedy's so i am glad
this book was pretty great, i have to say. at first the narration annoyed me--the narrator is a self-described cold, emotionless woman--but then the story sort of enveloped me. it's about this woman and how she meets a mysterious man who claims to be cyrano de bergerac (also, he glows in the dark). i mean, it'd be hard not to be interested in a story like that. the narrator's interactions with the minor characters are well-drawn as well; it's a pretty small story if you think about it, but the characters are so fleshed out and their interactions so intense that it doesn't feel that way at all. and it's only on writing this and reflecting on the book that i realize the title is a perfect fit as well. i fully plan on tracking down more of kennedy's works.