Yay! I get to sneak out to the Texas Book Festival this weekend. It's a great event--hundreds of authors gathered at the state capitol giving readings and signing books. Geoff Dyer, who wrote the gorgeous, incredible jazz-inspired book, "But Beautiful" is going to be there and I hope to catch him. Here's a passage from it:
"He arranged everything and then blew, blew, blew--one arm squirreling up and down the keys, the other hanging limp at his side, dangling there like something irrelevant, heaving and puffing like he was trying to keep death itself at bay....A blind man who had risen from the dead. Watching him, Mingus felt the red ice of his blood tingle in numb hands."
"He arranged everything and then blew, blew, blew--one arm squirreling up and down the keys, the other hanging limp at his side, dangling there like something irrelevant, heaving and puffing like he was trying to keep death itself at bay....A blind man who had risen from the dead. Watching him, Mingus felt the red ice of his blood tingle in numb hands."
