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.