![]() ![]() Maybe the conceit will end up feeling too labored, or the philosophy too superficial maybe the sough-after emotion will collapse into melodrama or bathos, or the structure will start to creak or even crack maybe what’s on offer will prove not a daring exploit but an exploitative gimmick. We are always aware, reading them, that the effort might not work-that they might fail, that their reach might exceed their grasp. Some novels are exhilarating to read because they are a kind of high-wire act-aspirational, excessive, risky. Turn a page, walk the lines of sentences: the singer steps out, and conjures a world of color and noise in the space inside your head. When the stream of the old Greek picks up, and she climbs into the story, as though climbing the wall of the priory of the rock-handhold here, foothold there-the damp chill of the cell dissipates, and the bright, ridiculous world of Aethon takes its place. ![]()
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