I love Punishing Ugly Children
You know that moment when a building collapses, and all the glass explodes outward, falling in countless ways and directions, each shard reflecting a different moment of the world — the bystanders looking to see what’s happened, the people trying to get away, the disappeared running into the collapse, the others carrying on with their lives and not noticing what’s happening, or maybe just pretending it isn’t happening — for just a second before all that glass is lost in the debris cloud and shatters without anyone noticing? This book is that moment.
Posted on November 20, 2011, in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.
That’s really kind, Peter — thank you.
My pleasure. Great book.