i'll speak about this

Ok. I realize that this is going to come across as really, extremely dorky, but I just started reading If Nobody Speaks of Remarkable Things by Jon McGregor and fell in love with it after about page 3. I'm currently on page 26 and want to gush to the world about how great it is.

Here's one of my favorite lines so far:

"…and my skin felt hot, shining red, as though the blood was rushing to the surface and gasping for air."

It truly is poetry written in prose. And makes me wonder why I didn't hear about it in 2003 when it was first published.

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