Started Reading a New Book

For whatever reason, I went downstairs to the bookshelves o'plenty and found a novel entitled The Sidelong Glances of a Pigeon Kicker by one David Boyer. Of course, it's pretty hard to pass up such a title. Written in 1968, I wouldn't say it's a classic, but it sure feels like this one got missed. It's incredibly readable, and it's got a Catcher in the Rye/The Graduate kind of feel to it that people usually seem to like. It must have been somewhat big in its day because they made a movie from it entitled Pigeons (there's a trailer for it on YouTube).

I'm only 30 pages into it, but it's only 142 pages long.

Here's the opening:

"The woman in the back seat of my taxi told me that honking would not make the traffic jam go away. I asked how it was that she knew so much. She said I was young, as I grew older I would learn the virtue of patience. I told her that patient people were people who were dead, that honking was my inextinguishable voice of outrage, and if it didn't make the traffic jam go away it certainly made me feel better. She said I was a disgrace to the Christmas season. I said I was glad."

I don't know . . . so far I'm enjoying it.