Saturday, November 23, 2013

"Davidoff Could Speak of Nothing But Himself For Long and Rarely Strayed Far from the Subject.

But Baddeley had always taken comfort in being led from his troubles by a mind that acknowledged no troubles but its own. Whenever he grew tired of himself, spending time with Davidoff allowed Baddeley to grow tired of someone else. It allowed him to return refreshed to his own company."

From André Alexis' newest novella A (BookThug, September 2013). I really like this idea, but unfortunately, under no circumstance can I endure people who talk about themselves incessantly. Perhaps my troubles aren't great enough.

Read an excerpt from A at BookThug.