I remember deciding that Gaddis, DeLillo, Saramago, Kundera and Calvino were the touchstone writers of my life.  Turns out they weren’t, but I still have fond memories for them, even if I rarely read them.  On balance, I think that, of the five, Saramago remains important to me.  Calvino a little, DeLillo a little.  Kunder – no.  Not any more.  And Gaddis?  It’s been too long, so I’m not sure.

-16 January 2016

This post is part of the I Remember series.