A Time for Proust

During the holiday season many of us carve out some time for literary classics. In my case, I spent last weekend with Marcel Proust's massive In Search of Lost Time, formerly titled in translation, Remembrance of Things Past. Just to clarify: I didn't actually read it. I used it to press down some loose bathroom floor tiles that needed to be re-glued. Worked like a champ!


  1. In my experience, the best use of the work. I tried and tried and then tried some more. That book was like kicking a dead whale up a beach. Got about ten pages into it. Twice.

  2. It takes a big person to admit distaste for a literary-cultural icon. Thanks for opening up like this in front of all ten of my readers!


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