Paul died last Friday. He was a brilliant author of inventive, funny, beautiful books. He was always willing to share so much wisdom and curiosity and humor. As I’m sure he did for so many—his students, his friends, his readers—he expanded my understanding of what fiction could do, what a book could be. There is still a feeling of unreality to the loss.
What a beautiful remembrance of your teacher and friend. I wish I'd known him. I haven't read his books yet but your descriptions of them make me want to stop work early and zip down to the bookstore.
What a beautiful remembrance of your teacher and friend. I wish I'd known him. I haven't read his books yet but your descriptions of them make me want to stop work early and zip down to the bookstore.