I finally met Fante.
Ask the Dust — he writes simple and straightforward.
Nothing over scribed.
The religious background, was interspersed but intense.
He was so close still to the power of the Catholic Church — it seemed like science fiction, but I know it to be true from my mother’s family.
The feel of LA growing. The lost souls already pouring in.
It was a great read.
I read in but a few hours.
I read another full book, in the silence of my room.
When last I was able to complete a book — I was 43 and hadn’t yet needed readers.
It will be 10 years since that awful year that became my downfall.
I was healthier physically but my brain was shot.
If I can keep reading like this — maybe my ill health will be a bit more bearable.
Tomorrow I endeavor to finish the biography of Laura Ingalls Wilder.
I started in October 2022 and got half way.
When a door closes a window opens? Or something treacle like that.
