The Bottom of My Ladder
I’ll think about something for an average of half a second, make some strange connection, blink, and then moment’s gone. Usually, I don’t even notice it happened. Reading The Mezzanine , though, I started noticing how much of life is made up of exactly those kinds of thoughts. Baker takes one thought, follows it somewhere completely unexpected, and then follows that thought somewhere else. I wrote in my notebook, who would ever think to write all of this down? At one point in the novel, Howie purchases a book and wonders something like, “Who bought this kind of book?” and I was sitting there thinking the exact same thing. Like genuinely, why the hell did I buy this book? If it wasn’t for my high school English class, would I ever pick up a book with this plot? I was trying to explain this to my coworker one night while I was on a ladder facing shelves at work, and I swear I sounded crazy. He asks me how my day at school was and tell him that we're reading The Mezzanine. "what...
