Books
Confusion by Neal Stephenson is the continuation of the cycle that arguably started with Cryptinomicon; however, Confusion certainly is preceded by Quicksilver.
I haven’t done an estimated word count, nor, have I even bothered to look at the number of pages, or anything like that. I’m just guessing that the two books weigh in at about the same volume. Which is copious, to say the least.
Quicksilver took about forever for me to get into it. I think it took something like six weeks for me to read the book, and it didn’t warm up – for me – until I’d trudged through the first couple of hundred pages. By the end of it, though, I wanted more.
When I first linked to Confusion, I thought I read that its publication date was September. So much for publication dates. I picked it up on my last trip through Dallas, cashed in a gift certificate from Sister.
I haven’t read much of Confusion yet. But from the opening pages, I was wrapped up again the story with its multiple plot lines, characters, and so forth.
It’s one of two or three books I feel like I have to read before July’s trip. Quicksilver included so much of its setting in London, and now, with Paris added as a possible side trip, I just figure I want to read as much material as possible to cover where I’ll be. See if there are any new sights I haven’t yet seen. It’s that literary tourist thing.
So when the rain started last night, I curled up with the book, fully intending to go to sleep early so I can get up early so I can fish before work. Certain books, though, have a way of grabbing my attention.
