Greetings, book and treat people! There was this glorious day over the weekend that was cool and breezy and felt like September and I’m still riding the high. Maybe if I close my eyes and tap my heels three times we can skip straight to fall. Unlike summer, I’d like to linger in this week’s books forever. They have lush prose that I just want to swim through. They lean hard on the scene, lingering in moments even when they’re uncomfortable. They are books in which characters linger—in places, in relationships, in certain states of mind. The lingering that happens in all of these books is different, but the result, for me, was the same: I devoured them quickly, but I didn’t want them to end.
I’m fascinated by your description of the structure in Rainbow Milk. I want to read it to see how those scenes work.