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mckenzeeWent to the American used book store today on Rue Monsieur le Prince. Picked up The Steam-Driven Boy by John Sladek and Fairyland by Paul McAuley. Hopefully this will satiate my Scifi cravings for a while.
I also picked up Babbitt by Sinclair Lewis. Now you get to see my poor little brain in action.
I have been reading A Moveable Feast by Hemingway and in it he talks about F. Scott Fitzgerald, which made me think that I wanted to read The Great Gatsby again. But when I found it in the store, I realized that I didn’t want to read it. For some reason, I always get Gatsby and Babbitt confused. They were both published about the same time I believe.
I like Babbitt. I don’t like Gatsby. When someone praises Gatsby, my mind always changes it to Babbitt and I say that I like it too. Unfortunately, as far as I know, Sinclair Lewis never hung out in Paris, annoying Hemingway.
I also picked up Babbitt by Sinclair Lewis. Now you get to see my poor little brain in action.
I have been reading A Moveable Feast by Hemingway and in it he talks about F. Scott Fitzgerald, which made me think that I wanted to read The Great Gatsby again. But when I found it in the store, I realized that I didn’t want to read it. For some reason, I always get Gatsby and Babbitt confused. They were both published about the same time I believe.
I like Babbitt. I don’t like Gatsby. When someone praises Gatsby, my mind always changes it to Babbitt and I say that I like it too. Unfortunately, as far as I know, Sinclair Lewis never hung out in Paris, annoying Hemingway.