Reading in the subway

There is a paper on the joy of reading in the Subway in the New York Times today. I indeed noticed when riding the Subway a few weeks ago that a lot of people were reading books (or Kindles) there. It is also true in the Parisian RER, but the difference seems to be that people like to share about their books, something you would never hear in the French metro! For instance, I witnessed a trio getting engaged into a lively conversation about Salman Rushdie after one noticed the other reading Midnight’s Children and mentioning how much she liked it compared with the Satanic Verses, to which the reader and a third party acknowledged they had not read it… I had to leave the train in the middle of the conversation, unfortunately, but this was an interesting moment! I hope those comments make their way to the Subway Book Club. Incidentally, my last book started in the métro is Jonathan Coe’s The Rotters’ Club and, were it mine, I could easily forget it there, so poorly impressed am I with the story, even though the rendering of the seventies in Birmingham—where I used to go at about this period—is tolerably realistic.

6 Responses to “Reading in the subway”

  1. […] were bound to produce terrible films. (Thus connecting with my post of yesterday. And a much earlier post about subways and books…) However, he manages to find exceptions, such as Huston’s The Dead, which is perfectly […]

  2. […] fonts making parts more coherent and so on. [The product is so nice that my neighbours in the métro looked at me reproachfully each time I was writing a comment in the margin!] I spotted very few […]

  3. […] a book happens to me so rarely as, once I realise a book is terrible, I keep reading it with a vengeance! I had already read The Algebraist by Banks and enjoyed it very much, despite its complex plot, but […]

  4. […] by Cormac McCarthy, whose Border trilogy I am reading at the moment. Being in a Parisian and not a New Yorker metro, I did not engage into a literary […]

  5. […] where characters are suffering from the vanishing mid-body disease!) Still removing the cover when reading in the metro, of course! (On the other hand, a much more interesting series of covers have just been designed […]

  6. I have actually managed to finish Jonathan Coe’s The Rotters’ Club in the métro and I am still unimpressed, both by the story and by the style. The most enjoyable moment was when one character attends one of the first concerts of The Clash, in October 1976 (just a few months after I first heard the Sex Pistols!)

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