doorstoppers

i am yet again at that phase of reading a ‘doorstopper’ book, when all decisions are regretted and i vow to never ever pick up a book longer than 400 pages.

this time it’s ‘ducks, newburyport’ driving me up the wall. one thousand pages of stream of consciousness. the cover blurb stated “ulysses has nothing on this”, but i’m afraid i disagree for now.