by Jim Dodge
I read this book three times in one day, and I've read it countless times since, sometimes aloud, other times to music, other times in silence. I could go on at length about the plot—a grandfather, a grandson, some magic whiskey, a duck, and tons of post holes—but none of that could relay the importance of reading Fup: it's a magical book, it feels like some sort of weird totem dug up from the earth, and every time I read it I'm reminded that there is more to reading than simply extracting information or making little movies in your mind. I am reminded that there is an ambiguous leap in reading that is taken, somewhere between the words on the page and the synapses of the mind, and that that leap is one of the most wonderful and magical parts of being alive.
FUP. fup fup fup fup fup.
I was trying to recall - paul's favorite book, about a duck, by ~ jim sth? title is ~ hap? and I got a first edition hardcover, it's at 9619. but ebbco page wld not load and ggl: book duck was not promisting. finally got in to this page.
fup fup fup fup fup.
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