Russian book
I was riding the #6 back from a movie at the U during the summer of 2007, and to pass the time, I was reading a mystery, “The White Bulldog” by Boris Akunin, a Russian author. (I was reading it in English translation.) Continue reading ‘Russian book’
The Devil and his devoured book
I have been looking for an outlet to this story for quite some time. I work in Nordeast so I typically ride the 6 downtown then transfer to the 10 or i just ride the 17W. This particular day I was riding the 10. After crossing the bridge on Hennepin, a man entered the bus. I was reading so i didn’t pay much mind to him. He was an older man wearing black jeans, and a black coat. Wrapped loosely around his neck was a red scarf. Continue reading ‘The Devil and his devoured book’
I didn’t pee my pants
For the last few weeks I’ve been really into a book, “Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil.” Yesterday, on my ride home I was getting close to the end so I was especially absorbed. The half hour ride from downtown to the Midway was over in a minute and as we were pulling up to my stop I reluctantly grabbed my bookmark and closed the book. I still had a few pages left. Continue reading ‘I didn’t pee my pants’
