Excavating a text

Excavating a text

“Los Angels to Phoenix, 5 hours, 8 minutes” what my phone’s map said. The opening scene for The Expendable Man is set along that stretch. Remembering, digging into my own memories, a van, half-full because we sold out of tapes, actually, I think I did that trip at least twice, highway east from LA back to Phoenix. Strange recollection spurred by an antiquated suggestion from the venerable (something something) review of books, I think titled, rereading the classics.

Or something like that.

Excavating a text

Excavating a text is taking time to dig into older novels, perhaps not “classically” classics, but worthy of note.

There was a time, as the novel sets up its plot, when metropolitan areas enjoyed printed new coverage, with both a morning edition paper, then an evening edition, usually branded separately. Two cities where I spent formative years, when newspapers still were viable, vetted sources, had the healthy morning and evening new rivals.


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