Finally I finished The Name of the Rose. Bleah! Overrated, overlong. Big fuss over the role of humor in theology. Throwing in all this Latin just to look profound. Brother William was cool but his horny little sidekick was annoying. OK.
Carol Higgins Clark cannot write. Mama Higgins Clark can spin a good tale, even though the characters are always rich, beautiful, refined, and live in Connecticut or New York. Baby H.C. cannot tell a story, draw anything but cardboard characters, unbelievable dialog, one page chapters!? OK, CHC and Eco are permanently off my reading list.
In the meantime I found a yummy novel, The Book of Salt to savor (pun intended). Novel of a Vietnamese cook working for GertrudeStein and Alice B. Toklas. The language is so seductive and lush.
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