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I just turned in my November column which will appear next Sunday in the Concord Monitor.  My main review covers B.A. Shapiro‘s The Art Forger and I also wrote short reviews of The Paternity Test by Michael LowenthalMy Escapee by Corinna Vallianatos, and Nebulae: A Backyard Cosmography by Dana Wilde. I’ll post a link when the column is published.

Over the last week I’ve been reading Wolf Hall  by Hilary Mantel for Gibson’s book club’s discussion. I really don’t think there is anything I can say about this book that hasn’t already been said. My reaction, as I posted on my Friday Reads update: “Muscular writing, timeless interpersonal drama, evocative period details.” I found myself, a couple of hundred pages in, marking pages to copy beautiful passages out later. Such as:

p. 258 “The scholar’s lips move, like the lips of a monk at vespers; liquid figures spill from his pen.”

p. 294 “A man’s power is in the half-light, in the half-seen movements of his hand and the unguessed-at expression of his face. It is the absence of facts that frightens people: the gap you open, into which they pour their fears, fantasies, desires.”

p. 437 “Henry says, ‘Do what you have to do. I will back you.’ It’s like hearing words you’ve waited all your life to hear. It’s like hearing a perfect line of poetry, in a language you knew before you were born.”

p. 512 “Silence. The loud, contentious quality of More’s silence. It’s bouncing off the walls.”

p. 527 “You can have a silence full of words. A lute retains, in its bowl, the notes it has played. The viol, in its strings, holds a concord. A shriveled petal can hold its scent, a prayer can rattle with curses; an empty house, when the owners go out, can still be loud with ghosts.”

I’ll leave it at that. I look forward to reading the sequel.

Oddly, I am now reading another book with a wolfish title, Carol Rifka Brunt‘s Tell the Wolves I’m Home. More on that soon.

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