18 June 2004

Definitely not on my list of books to read to my children is Chris Ware's brilliant Jimmy Corrigan: Smartest Kid on Earth, which I finally bought at the Strand last weekend. It's an amazing volume, but as I discovered last night, it's not a good book to read when you're already feeling tired or worn out, because its incredibly detailed renderings of loneliness and disconnection can instantly transform a reader's vague weariness into quasi-suicidal depression. Thankfully for my emotional well-being, I had some Carl Barks comics to read as well. (As I confessed recently to Haiwen, I've become strangely obsessed with Scrooge McDuck.)

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