This Lit Thursday I will be honking down Big Mac style on The Dream of the Unified Field, a book of poems by Jorie Graham. I loved it when I was sixteen and I am only just starting to understand nature-rich double entendres like this:
What heat is this in me
that would thaw time, making bits of instance
shovel by shovelful—my present a wind blowing through
As previously noted I am a huge true crime fan. I will read any trash true crime you put in front of me, but of course I prefer the good stuff, which is exceedingly rare because it's considered a lurid, low brow genre. That's why I so adore The Man in the Rockefeller Suit by Mark Seal. It's about "Clark Rockefeller" aka Christian Gerharsreiter, aka a total sociopath who convinced several different sets of people that he was a wealthy heir to a great fortune. He cheated people out of large sums of money, convinced a brilliant financial mind to marry him, kidnapped the daughter from that marriage, and maybe killed a guy in California, years before he took on the Clark Rockefeller alias. It's a deeply reported, deeply fun read.