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Speaking of feeds, I was just reading the NY Times Review of "And Then We Came to the End." On skim, it seemed like it said, "It is set at the turn of the century, when the implosion of the dot-com economy is ..."
I was thrown out of the article, saying "shit!" When did the "turn of the century" jump forward a hundred years???
But it did.
The reviewer, James Poniewozik, actually said the "turn of the current century." (Italics mine.) He didn't need to do that, but I can see why he did. How long is it going to take us to get accustomed to the 2000s?
Oh, let me snippet a bit of the review: sounds like an interesting book! Worth a glance at the bookstore, just in case it strikes a chord:
It is a brave author who embeds the rationale for writing his novel into the novel itself. But 70 pages into Joshua Ferris’s first novel, set in a white-collar office, we meet Hank Neary, an advertising copywriter writing his first novel, set in a white-collar office. Ferris has the good sense to make Neary’s earnest project seem slightly ridiculous. Neary describes his book as “small and angry.” His co-workers tactfully suggest more appealing topics. He rejects them. “The fact that we spend most of our lives at work, that interests me,” he says. “A small, angry book about work,” his colleagues think. “There was a fun read on the beach.”
“Then We Came to the End,” it turns out, is neither small nor angry, but expansive, great-hearted and acidly funny.