Did I jinx Norman Mailer?
I just caught up with the news that American novelist Norman Mailer died on Saturday, which struck me as unusual timing. Why? Because it was just last Friday that I started reading one of his books for the first time.
Weirdly, I came to know Norman Mailer through his appearance in an episode of the Gilmore Girls that I saw (dubbed) in Germany. He struck me as a grumpy old soul but intriguing, and I’ve been meaning to grab one of his books for ages. Last week at the library An American Dream jumped out at me and I’m about half way through. Notably I felt that it’s the first book I’ve read in a month or two that is written beautifully, and it’s just what I need to read while I’m trying to churn out my own novel.
Anyway, Norman Mailer, RIP. It seems like you’ve left plenty of books behind for me to read, so I’m won’t complain yet.
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