
Today I began reading
Oracle Night, by Paul Auster. So far, it promises to be an intriguing story, peppered with "eerie premonitions and bewildering events." The book centers around 34-year-old novelist Sidney Orr from New York City, who is recovering from a near-fatal illness. During one of many strolls Orr takes, as he seeks to regain a hold on his life, he encounters a curious stationery shop where he purchases a blank blue notebook. That seemingly harmless small act is what sets into motion every event that follows.
This is the fourth book I've read by Paul Auster. He is quite a prolific writer, and I enjoy his style. I recently read his short memoir,
Hand to Mouth. I've also read
In the Country of Last Things and
I Thought My Father Was God, a compilation of true and compelling stories submitted by ordinary people, taken from a
National Public Radio (NPR) segment,
The National Story Project, that Auster hosted a few years ago.
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