Boneland by Alan Garner and The Small House at Allington by Anthony Trollope

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There.  Someday 50 years from now someone will search for those two titles, and this blog entry will say, "Sorry you are too late, I died yesterday." But it would have been so nice to talk, because, really, you and I are the only people who ever read these two books back to back.  Could any two books be more different?  In style. In subject matter. In length! And yet... some similarity in the dialogue of Palliser and Dumbello, and Meg and Colin.... ?  So much unsaid.  And the attention to landscape is there.  Bert could be the earl or the squire, I suppose.  Both stories have a bull, too.  Both English, through and through (to an American reader).

What I really want to say though is thanks for having my thoughts as you read Boneland.  Everyone has the same thoughts reading Small House, I suppose.  But if you read Boneland your atoms have to be arranged like mine.  It is a very pale Alan Garner, shining dim, Boneland is.  Not Stone Quartet by any stretch.  Certainly not crackling like Red Shift. Stays in you though.  So now, my selfriend of 2062, look at your left thumb.  Bend it. There I just bent mine too.  We're together.

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Books, reading, and libraries relevant to Africa by Michael Kevane, co-Director of FAVL and economist at Santa Clara University.

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