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Charles
It did, actually. My sister had accidentally left a copy of 'Post Office' in my guest room when she was visiting a few years back. The bold proclamation on the bottom of the cover immediately got my attention: "One of the funniest books ever written". I read the first 30 pages or so and I thought, huh? The humor was so dry that it went right over my head. I was waiting for the zinger, the rimshot. I guess I was expecting David Sedaris or something. I set the thing down and didn't pick it up again for a few weeks. Not sure what changed in that time but when I picked up the book again I read it straight through in just a few hours, with great appreciation for the bold simplicity and complete lack of pretension-a refreshing lack of wit(or contrived wit, I should say) The man wasn't trying to impress anybody. He just said it like it was. I was impressed.
Since then I've never looked back. Women. Factotum. Ham on Rye. A bit of poetry. Short stories. I just enjoy the man's work. I often think of Bukowski as a frequency, and those that "get him" are on that frequency. Those that don't, aren't. It took me a few weeks but I'm thankful that I landed on the right channel. Glad to be here.
Since then I've never looked back. Women. Factotum. Ham on Rye. A bit of poetry. Short stories. I just enjoy the man's work. I often think of Bukowski as a frequency, and those that "get him" are on that frequency. Those that don't, aren't. It took me a few weeks but I'm thankful that I landed on the right channel. Glad to be here.
