In between commentaries over the weekend on Don Quixote (Carlos Fuentes considers it and other lasting literature in his opening speech to the Literature Festival in Berlin), I read a wonderful coming-of-age novel: Jim Lynch's The Highest Tide. In addition to enjoying the story of Miles O'Malley's 13th summer, the summer when he discovers much about himself and those who are close to him as he becomes increasingly well- known for a string of amazing discoveries in the Puget Sound, I also found myself becoming interested in learning more about the sea and Miles' hero Rachel Carson, who I've never read. An interview with Lynch is here; photos of marine life in the Puget Sound are here.
The semicolon: pro or con. Trevor Butterworth pauses to consider.
Sharon Olds declines an invitation to attend the National Book Festival.
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