This year I’m participating in several reading challenges; and this weeks Book Beginnings and Friday 56 is part of my Diversity Reading Challenge and the Mount TBR Challenge. This year I’m making a conscious effort to diversify my reading and tackle the books in my ever-growing TBR pile piles.
I found this book at my public library’s book store. I saw the title and was intrigued. I read the summary and was captivated. I read the first few pages and was hooked. I had to find out what power this gun possessed. I just started reading it yesterday and am finding it difficult to put down.
LAST NIGHT, I found a gun. Or you could say I stole it. I’m not really sure. I’ve never seen something so beautiful, or that feels so right in my hand. I didn’t have much interest in guns before, but the moment I saw it, all I could think about was making it mine.
I POLISHED THE gun inside my apartment
Of course I used the black cupro cloth that I bought previously holding the gun in my left hand and the cloth in my right hand. While I moved around the apartment, I always carried the gun and the cloth with me, polishing it as I listened to music or watched television. I polished it with both elbows propped on the table, or while I was lying in bed.
Time went by surprisingly quickly this way. I took pleasure in the monotony of the task, repeating a conversation with the gun. Needless to say, I didn’t actually speak aloud to the gun, or even carry on a conversation in my head. The gun was a device, so talking to it was the same as talking to myself. . .
Fuminori Nakamura, The Gun pages 57 & 58