Mr. Golightly takes another look...

Having finished Instances of the Number 3, reading Mr. Golightly's Holiday is another step in the process of peeling back layers of Salley Vickers' vision of life as a stream which flows out of the panorama of existence, and which we call reality. Apparently we dip in and out with the flow of time and space. Crime, cruelty and outright meanness are hereby flatly rejected, but ways of loving and living which people work out for themselves without harm to others seem to be just variants on the human story. There is really no way to describe Vickers' writing, and her insights aren't those of youth. The only predictable thing about whatever she writes next is that it will be different. And I will read it.