After the Neville DeMille story about a Viet veteran returning to Vietnam to unravel a military murder and to chase away the demons of a lifetime and the rather read now and forgotten then kind of stories in the last two months, I thought I'd read something serious, like a travelogue.
Chose Allen Sealey's Trotter Nama and within the first few pages was assaulted by the disconnect in narration that continued for about 40 pages and stopped reading it and worrying my rat sized brain.
I'd really love to read some good travelogues.
Thursday, September 9, 2010
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I find DeMille full of entertaining cynicism in his novel, Lion's Game. The dashing nom de plume appears to be a cover for his Jewish roots, by the Yiddish words he throws in so frequently.
That's an interesting observation. I'd like to lay my hands on 'Lion's Game'. I haven't read it.
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