![]() ![]() ![]() He is a genius with wordplay, and he makes magical realism, a genre I customarily detest, startlingly unloathsome. Teresa and I were talking last week about Salman Rushdie and how his gifts as a writer do not necessarily run to constructing coherent plotlines. I suspected I would like it okay but not as much as The Moor’s Last Sigh. Shalimar the Clown is one of the two fiction books by Salman Rushdie I had yet to read (not counting Grimus and Shame, which I started and loathed and never finished and not counting Luka and the Fire of Life, which I’m not sure about because I didn’t love Haroun and the Sea of Stories), the other being The Moor’s Last Sigh, so I was glad to have the chance to read it. I am not sure this is a real policy, but I’m delighted to acknowledge it as if it were. ![]() Legal Sister reports that the family has a policy whereby we all give each other books we got at book sales and do not have to pay each other back. My lovely Legal Sister bought me Shalimar the Clown at a book sale last year and gave it to me when she GRADUATED SISTER GRADUATED WOOOO YAY FOR SISTERS. ![]()
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