…is my copy of Raymond Carver’s Cathedral?
Or, do I even have one? I could’ve sworn I bought it some time ago, but I’ve looked through every place in the apartment that I’ve ever set a book and I can’t find it.
Now, I’m actually starting to doubt if I ever had it. But, I put it on my goodreads list, so what the fuck?
EDIT: Now, where the hell is my copy of Chicago X?? I know I bought this one! See, this isn’t funny anymore.
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Hey-I’m missing my copy as well…it’s on an estranged friend’s bookshelf. Maybe she’s got yours, too. That would explain why she referred to her apartment of the final resting place of of ‘Cathdral’…
I love that book.
Let me know if you ever want to borrow Where I’m Calling From–there’s a story or two from Cathedral in there.
That’s what you get for dissing Lorena Mckennit and her fairies in the glade. You’ve been hexed!
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