2006 book 43

paul auster's brooklyn follies
i read this entire novel tongiht by flashlight--there's not much else to do when the power goes out and you just can't get past that one fortress in super mario 3 on your gameboy (seriously, i have lost at least 70 lives failing to defeat that one koopa). anyway, this book was ok. it starts off sort of meh, with an aging dude in remission from lung cancer who moves to brooklyn, ostensibly to die (this never ever becomes relevant to the plot again, by the way). things pick up a little as the cast of characters suddenly explodes with zany relatives and/or new yorkers, but the story takes a nosedive down as it approaches the end, which takes place just before 9/11 and which is super lame for that and a variety of other reasons. this story was definitely not worth the crick in my neck from propping a flashlight on my shoulder, and it isn't worth all the dead flashlight batteries either.

at least my power just came back on, after 5 hours! woo!