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Richard Siken, bartender at the Cup Café, poet:
I'm reading Hopscotch, by Julio Cortázar. I first
encountered Cortázar through his poetry; he's famous for
his prose poems. (This new work) is amazing; it's not quite a
novel and it's not quite an epic poem, but rather reinvents the
rules for literature as it goes along. There's a table of instructions
on the first page which suggests at least two ways of reading
the book; you can read the first 56 chapters in order and never
know what happens in the remaining 99--the expendable chapters
located in the last half of the book. You can read the first half
and be done, or follow the program telling you how to jump back
and forth between the main and auxiliary texts. Here's the thing:
The chapters are like prose poems, but they accumulate. The first
56 are connected by a narrative; the others by theme. So you sort
of get your choice: Do you want to continue to follow the narrative
or do you want to digress? I've been getting frustrated with the
traditional beginning-middle-end, because it's not the way I live
and it's not the way I think. It's so wonderful to encounter a
book that's charting the course of an emotional life and a life
of the mind rather than a simple description of who did what to
whom and when.
Michelle Haller, waitress at Café Poca Cosa:
I'm reading Elmer Gantry, by Sinclair Lewis. It's about
an evangelist preacher who's a womanizer and boozer as well. It's
weird because all of a sudden I've been inundated with all this
religious stuff. I picked up Elmer Gantry because the movie
was recommended to me, but I spotted the book and decided I'd
read it first. Lewis captures middle America quite well--the small
town, Midwestern feeling at the turn of the century. It's kind
of like everybody is very accepting of the life they've been given,
their lot in life; to me the Midwest still has a little bit of
that feel, though the themes of the novel still seem pretty contemporary.
Elmer Gantry feels guilty for his vices: seeing people on the
sly and drinking. At one point he shacks up with a woman preacher,
and they're living in sin while they're preaching against sin.
The back of the book says it's "a penetrating study of hypocrisy."
Joe Marshall, cook at a downtown restaurant. I've
been reading a bunch of stuff, including Invisible Cities,
by Italo Calvino. In it, Marco Polo describes to Kubla Khan all
the cities of his empire. Some of the cities are real, some are
imaginary and some no longer exist because they've been destroyed
by the great Mongol hoards. It's one of those books you can read
because it's easy and then you can yak about it--you know, "I
like the city with all the plumbing sticking out"--because
it's not written in any particular sequence so it's easy to sift
through and remember. I'm also reading the Acme Novelty Comic
Library, Issue #7, by Chris Ware. How to describe it? It's
more than a good story or really good art. Every single thing
in it is designed to be part of the whole. Even the real ads are
designed by Ware. You can really dive into it. It's kind of mind-numbing
to realize he's so obsessed that he can draw and write every part
of it. Also I'm reading The Milagro Beanfield War, by John
Nichols, because I like laughing at white people.
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