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Mourning Paul Auster

Siri Hustvedt is openly mourning the loss of Paul Auster on Facebook with photos of notes he wrote her, and photos of them when they were young.  In my early 20's friends visited my wife, and he had The New York Trilogy . I read it and loved it. Read his poems. Read almost everything he's published, not quite everything he edited. I saw him read one of his novels at a book reading. Watched movies he was involved in. Listened to his daughter's music. Read some of his wife's books. Read his wife's sister's book on hysteria. Read his last book.  Another one

Paul Auster is no longer with us

I read his New York Trilogy and almost every book that came out after it. I saw him read once at a bookstore. I recently just read his latest novel Baumgartner. I didn't read his novel about his dog. And I looked over the list, and I haven't read Man In The Dark.  I read his poetry, and his wife's novels, even a book his sister-in-law wrote about hysteria that was brilliant. You can listen to his daughter's music on Spotify. I've seen his movies Smoke (1995) and Blue In The Face (1995). We lost a great man today. I'm learning about his today, it's a shame we wait till people die to talk about them. I didn't know he was next to someone who was struck by lightning and died. Links: NY Times  (Obit) Reddit  (r/TrueLit):  "...he got this combination of postmodern games and simplicity of language from the French nouveau roman, especially from Michel Butor and Alain Robbe-Grillet. All the books in the New York Trilogy are basically nouveaux romans in Engli...

Baumgartener

"Baumgartner looks down, intending to study the grass at his feet, but as his eyes travel southward, their journey is interrupted by the sight of the little paunch bulging from his once flat belly and the zipper of his pants, which is not zipped up as he thought it was but open, wide open. Baumgartner is aghast. Not again! he cries out to himself. Keep this up, nit-wit, and it won't be long before you've forgotten your name." p. 108 Baumgartner , Paul Auster