Day Two Hundred and Forty Four
 The Bookshop, The Gate of Angels & The Blue Flower by Penelope Fitzgerald Page: 472
We had friends over for dinner tonight so in addition to not getting my reading done, I’m also very tired. I don’t think I can get away with two unthoughtful blogposts in a row so…I’ll pretend I’m being thoughtful or at least ask you to be thoughtful.
What is the litmus test for contemporary literature? Time is a nearly infallible test, seventeen centuries of appreciative critics adds more than a sheen of respectability but without more than a few decades what decides you?