Lucky Number 13
I loved The Bird Artist. It was wonderful and original and lovely. It's cold and shocking, like a stethoscope. Finally, a book I can rave about. Hopefully there will be at least one more I love amongst the 87 I have left. I want to finish them quickly so I can read more Howard Norman! Go U-Huskies! (It's a Mamet thing...)


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