We finally held a book club meeting at our favorite Carrollton hangout--Cafe Brown Sugar. It's known for large servings of Korean dessert waffles. You can get green tea or chocolate waffles topped with fruit and ice cream, or you can order our personal favorite: the "sweet butter toast," which is really a tower consisting of half a loaf of bread cut into strips and doused with syrup and butter. Brown Sugar also has a wide, comfortable space and is ideal for meeting up with groups.
Though "The Bear" seems to amble on too long and the title story doesn't quite live up to the anticipation, this is a pretty tremendous work of Faulkner's. The stream of consciousness dips into magical realism in a few instances, and many lines have a powerful mysticism built through their imagery. Natalie, however, was not very impressed with this Faulkner. She is a big fan of As I Lay Dying and The Sound and the Fury, but this one didn't do it for her. Alex, our latest invite, also wasn't completely awed by this one.
"Then, drinking, he discovered suddenly that no more of the liquid was entering his mouth. Swallowing, it was not longer passing down his throat, his throat and mouth filled now with a solid and unmoving column which without reflex or revulsion sprang, columnar and intact and still retaining the mold of his gullet, outward glinting in the moonlight, splintering, vanishing into the myriad murmur of the dewed grass."
"That if truth is one thing to me and another thing to you, how will we choose which is truth? You don't need to choose. The heart already knows."