Finally read a novel

My brother sent me two books for my birthday. It’s six weeks later and I just got around to reading one, Give Us a Kiss by Daniel Woodrell. Too funny and real for a certain time I suppose. Just below the title, almost a sub-title “A Country Noir” appears as if that describes it all. It did take me back to a certain moment I’ll long remember with a certain 19-year-old girl.

Driving home from work one day last week I heard a discussion of “chick lit” and a brief comment about sub-genres. I used to read science fiction and mysteries more than I do now and those genres weren’t well regarded by the establishment in my younger days..

Now every genre has its champions. Good for the writers, but I’ve got to start reading novels again.