I took a run up at Anniversaries by Uwe Johnson at Christmas but ended up with some small frittering on kindle fragments, bookmarked articles from 2021 and The Death of Francis Bacon by Max Porter. And some golf game on my phone.
I drank too much at the weekend and ended up scraped and ashamed and becalmed. And now at the tail end of that feeling – less bruised, less shamed – find myself in the perfectly receptive mood to read Anniversaries.
Before reading Anniversaries I had bought:
- Patrick White’s book on Johnson – The Sea View Has Me Again
- Twenty twenty by Luke Ellis
The latter constantly quotes Anniversaries and I realised how attractive the quoted sentences are.
I was unconvinced immediately by the Ellis but it sent me back to Anniversaries and now I find myself v happy in its company.
A January mood.