What Fiction are you reading this week, January 14, 2024?

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19. Excellent writing indeed

Burke wrote what I considered one of the greatest paragraphs ever, the final one of Lost Get-Back Boogie (don't worry, no spoilers, really):

In the early evening it turns suddenly cool, you can smell wood smoke in the air, and mauve shadows fall across the valley floor as the sun strikes its final spark against the ridge. From my front porch, I can see Buddy’s cabin faintly in the gathering dusk. Even after it has dissolved into the darkness and black trees and the laughter of his sons playing in the yard, I can still see it in my mind’s eye, lighted, the wood stove lined with fire, and sometimes in that moment I’m caught forever in the sound of a blues piano and the beating of my own heart.

It staggers me, every time I read it.