Time to Kill
So, I started this book a weeks after I first saw it. I was awaiting my train at South Station in Boston, when in a second fit of boredom, perused the newsstand. I don’t normally buy books, but I had a 7 hour train ride and no headphones. I could have bought some at a 250% markup, but in this case a book would’ve sufficed. Amidst the plethora of “Classy Porn” novels, I happened to see a minimalistic cover design. The book was The Buried Giant by Kazuo Ishiguro.
On the cover was an author recommendation from Neil Gaiman. After all, I love his writing. I checked my credit renewal and I was up for one in a few days. On the train I went Read more “The Buried Giant”