It’s Saturday, January 4, but never fear, Ralph Rudinsky here… by Gloria Garfunkel.
Ralph Rudinsky here Chief of Quality Assurance for a large diversified corporation Orwellian Industries a big important job that’s hard to keep up with so it’s already January 4 and I still haven’t made my New Year’s Resolution because I have so much to do…
Thus begins the strangest, most energetic story thus far. Where yesterday’s story put us deeply into a character, today’s drills right down through that character until we come out his feet. This is an impressive stream-of-consciousness flash that never lets up, and never gets monotonous (as is sometimes the danger with this approach). You’ve got to feel sympathy for this guy as the story careens past overwork into overdrive, free association, and ultimately potential unreliability. There’s a fine balance at work here, and it succeeds wonderfully at making me wonder where this character (and this author) will go from here. This is one narrative that could be a spectacular success or a glorious train wreck. Either way, punch my ticket for the ride.
What’s your take on this change of pace for the book?