A review by rprkrshearer
Flaubert's Parrot by Julian Barnes

4.0

I am so fond of Julian Barnes. Reading his work is like sitting in a shop with someone you like who likes all the people and books and coffee that you do, and whispering conspiratorially about what it all may mean, and haven’t you considered this, and look at this wonderful juxtaposition. I love writers who write with such gusto and longing about writers that I love and books I enjoy - Julian Barnes feels like an older, but so eager, particular friend, who always wants to indicate how to use a word I’m aghast to admit I’ve never heard.