Tommy
Red, Charlie Stella. As
good as any of his books. Maybe better. I had more to say a few weeks ago.
What
Do You Care What Other People Think? Richard Feynman. I don’t go in much for hero
worship, but if I could spend a few hours talking with anyone, alive or dead,
I’d pick Richard Feynman. His attitude toward life and learning and how to
conduct himself seems to me to be pretty much the way to live. Fascinating in
every way imaginable. This is the book where he discusses his work on the
Rogers Commission that investigated the Challenger
disaster and the insights he unveils through that are, as always, more than
expected, no matter how much you expected.
The
Digger’s Game, George
V. Higgins. I can see why Higgins isn’t everyone’s cup of tea. Even more
dialog-driven than The Friends of Eddie
Coyle, Digger tells the reader
nothing and shows damn little. You pick everything up from listening to conversations
to piece things together for yourself. This is much like what it must have been
like for Higgins as a prosecutor listening to wiretaps. It requires investment
on the reader’s part—the dialog is so oblique in places it’s almost obtuse—but
the payoff is always there. Writers who want to improve their dialog skills
need to read every Higgins book they can find, whether they like his style or
not, just to understand what he’s doing.
The
Long Goodbye, Raymond
Chandler. It’s been a while since I came back to this one. It’s Chandler’s
masterpiece and never fails to remind me why I feel in love with his writing.
My appreciation of Chandler as a person diminishes a little every time I learn
more about him, but when his writing was good, no one was ever better.
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