I am utterly confused, totally and utterly confused by this book. I catch glimmers of the plot occasionally coming away form each nights reading with vague ideas of the reading rather than a plot summary. I like to think this is attributable to the chaos of the human experience, but on the other hand I don't feel like I have the ability to assert that life is inherently chaotic and have had no proof from the novel other than my confusion making me think I may just be ignorant.
I do like the writing though, the joviality that each passage is written with is one of he main reasons I am able to make it through each nights reading. The topic matter lends itself to such a style as well the voodoo belief system and New Orleans culture seem to fit perfectly into Reed's writing style. I also enjoy the randomly inserted uncaptioned photos and the vague relevance they often hold.
I am unsure as to whether or no the book will take on the form of a plot soon, the current lack of one is to say the least confusing. It may just be the overwhelming process of meeting each character in such a disjointed manner. Despite the density of the book I do rather enjoy and look forward to finishing it.
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