Colette, mags

Since my last post I read the last of Colette's books, and her plays. I was almost relieved to find something I liked. Julie de Carneilhan is marvelously well-observed, as were her memoirs of occupied Paris, Le fanal bleu. I suppose that must be what made her such a great nature writer as well. I'm onto Luis Borges next, on an extended tour of Latin American literature, with Lorca and possibly Marquez next.

I've also read another issue of The New Yorker and The New Scientist.