 The first book for me to give up on in 2007 is Jose Saramago's The Double, which is too bad because I was really looking forward to reading it.  The premise enticed me; the execution disappointed me.  I gave it 40 pages, which is generous, since I usually only give a novel 25 pages to hook me.  The prose is meandering and abundantly tangential.  The language wasn't especially pretty or provocative, in fact it was rather mundane.   I kept losing focus while reading.  Perhaps I'll return to it some day down the road, but for now I'm moving on.
The first book for me to give up on in 2007 is Jose Saramago's The Double, which is too bad because I was really looking forward to reading it.  The premise enticed me; the execution disappointed me.  I gave it 40 pages, which is generous, since I usually only give a novel 25 pages to hook me.  The prose is meandering and abundantly tangential.  The language wasn't especially pretty or provocative, in fact it was rather mundane.   I kept losing focus while reading.  Perhaps I'll return to it some day down the road, but for now I'm moving on.Click here to check out an interesting OP/ED piece Zizek wrote for The New York Times last Friday.
For a chance to watch the artist's process, the following is a three minute time lapse of Pablo Picasso at work:
 
