Every Day Stuff
A gentleman wheeling his handicapped brother past the floating book shop last week handed me a large paperback novel, Every Day by David Leviathan, who has been prolific in his 47 years. It is the story of a 16-year-old soul who wakes up in a different body each day, male or female, any race, gay or straight, healthy or ill. No explanation is rendered. The kid has no idea how it happened. Although I sensed the outrageous premise would lead nowhere, I gave it a shot. I was also leery of the book being a lecture on tolerance. There is abundant political correctness, but the overall story is intriguing, and I stayed with it. The protagonist refers to himself as “A.” He is a good soul, careful not to disrupt the lives he inhabits so briefly. Problems arise when he falls for a lovely girl, and when a male realizes he was occupied and attributes it to demonic possession. It is written in an unpretentious style easy to read. Its 324 pages seem like considerably less, which was fortunate because about halfway through it started to become tedious. Two days stood out: a stay in a suicidal girl, and the funeral of a beloved grandfather. I also really like these lines that come late in the narrative: “Ultimately, the universe doesn’t care about us. Time doesn’t care about us… That’s why we have to care about each other.” Published in 2013, it is still selling well. And most readers seem to love it. 1200+ users at Amazon have rated Every Day, forging to a consensus of 4.4 on a scale of five. I say 2.75. It was adapted to the screen in 2018. For once, I’ll pass on the adaptation of a novel I’ve read. According to his page at Wiki, Leviathan has had 18 novels published under his name, and several others in collaboration. There are also short works collections bearing his moniker.
Models are supplementing their income by using their social media accounts to promote restaurants. Here’s a dish Italian-American males would love to devour. I’m speaking solely of the spaghetti, of course, not Margo Sahadzh:
Yesterday Lynn mentioned that she’s one of these nuts who reads Christmas novels year round. I told her I’d bring out a few I expected to be on ice until after Thanksgiving. She bought The Christmas Clock by Kat Martin and The Christmas Wedding by James Patterson. My thanks, and also to the young man who selected a book on the observance of Passover; and to Maria, who purchased the massive Natural Healing Cookbook by Mark Bricklin , Sharon Claessens , et al., and a Debbie Macomber romance. Special thanks to the Latina with the bewitching eyes, who donated a box full of popular DVDs. Yesterday I learned her name from the porter of the building in front of which I set up shop most days — Noemi. Gracias, Luis.
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