It is 22:46 and I’m just getting to write here. Nearly everything else on my to-do list for the weekend has also been postponed to tomorrow. This is all because I spent most of my weekend reading Klara and the Sun by Kazuo Ishiguro. In the book, which is narrated by a robot, the sun is personified in a delightful way:
The Sun/The Book
The Sun/The Book
The Sun/The Book
It is 22:46 and I’m just getting to write here. Nearly everything else on my to-do list for the weekend has also been postponed to tomorrow. This is all because I spent most of my weekend reading Klara and the Sun by Kazuo Ishiguro. In the book, which is narrated by a robot, the sun is personified in a delightful way: