After spending nearly a decade in one place, I'm about to move for the second time in the space of a year. Headline aside (just another excuse to quote Firewater), it's a good thing. We'll have more than three times the current space, a deck, a backyard, a big kitchen. I've lived in 700 square feet or so since 2002 -- now the prospect of 2,200 feels like I'm moving into one of Mike Tyson's mansions. What to do with all that space? Did I hear someone say Klouček jersey room?
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My idea of avoiding catch-up posts on books kind of went by the wayside, oops. It's been a busy few weeks. Read since then:
#9 -- "Already Dead" by Denis Johnson
#10 -- "The Anatomy of England" by Jonathan Wilson
#11 -- "Cosmopolis" by Don DeLillo
#12 -- "My First Loves" by Ivan Klima
Briefly -- "Already Dead" is excellent save for a few spots where Johnson indulges a character's declining mental state a bit too much. "Cosmopolis" is only for DeLillo completists. "My First Loves" is a mixed bag and probably gets the completists-only tag too.
Which leaves "The Anatomy of England." It's great -- no surprises there, and not why I want to break it out. I've said similar things in the past but anyone who wants to write intelligently about sports would do well to read Wilson's books. He's able to put aside biases and preconceptions and take on his subjects with intelligence and open eyes. Add to this that he's a good, clear writer. He's calm and ... reassuring isn't exactly what I want to say, but it's as close as I can come right now. He's so composed in his writing that his arguments are given added weight. Whether or not you like soccer, he's worth reading.