tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2152399175276461352.post8136316728171640138..comments2023-11-05T23:22:43.433+11:00Comments on This will hurt me...: An artist cannot speak about his art any more than a plant can discuss horticulture.Kris McCrackenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13789355638389350528noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2152399175276461352.post-89529469969560448332012-05-23T11:46:14.627+10:002012-05-23T11:46:14.627+10:00USelaine, you ARE still on the blogosphere! Good t...USelaine, you ARE still on the blogosphere! Good to see you again. He does get rather explicit in his descriptions, doesn't he.<br /><br />I initially thought that the vivid murder scene was somewhat over the top, but oddly enough, I think that eventually helped in the central message of this novel and made their lives (rather than the nature of the deaths) all the more poignant. It isn't for everybody though.Kris McCrackenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13789355638389350528noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2152399175276461352.post-11090827722250137012012-05-19T19:42:12.726+10:002012-05-19T19:42:12.726+10:00I tried to read Quarantine by Jim Crace years ago ...I tried to read Quarantine by Jim Crace years ago (about cohorts of Jesus on meditative retreat in desert caves), but it started out with the beating of a donkey rather more vividly than I cared to endure, so stopped.USelainehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15551995221350532168noreply@blogger.com