A Good Book

Kazuo Ishiguro’s new novel, Karla and the Sun, which I’m sixty percent through, is the most engaging novel I’ve read in a long time. It’s been heavily reviewed, but I’m not going to read any reviews until I’ve finished it, and I recommend you avoid them too, and I’m not going to say anything about here, except that reading it at bedtime may not be a good idea. It left such an imprint on my mind last evening, like the imprint of a bright light that lingers after you’ve closed your eyes, that it took me two hours to go to sleep and is still there this morning.