![“The image I hoard from [Another Bullshit Night in Suck City] is of the author walking down a Boston street with his ‘gnomelike,’ almost comically diminished father — ’cross-eyed, stiff gait, smaller and smaller.’ I can’t stop thinking of it: the father—so grandiose, so damaged—tottering crookedly down the sidewalk, taking credit for the trees that line the street and the steps that anchor his building.”
—Hannah Nordhaus, author of The Beekeeper’s Lament, sharing her Year in Reading on The Millions
Related: Another Bullshit Night in Suck City is going to be a movie.](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lw97q3cWWC1qdx4lmo1_400.jpg)
“The image I hoard from [Another Bullshit Night in Suck City] is of the author walking down a Boston street with his ‘gnomelike,’ almost comically diminished father — ’cross-eyed, stiff gait, smaller and smaller.’ I can’t stop thinking of it: the father—so grandiose, so damaged—tottering crookedly down the sidewalk, taking credit for the trees that line the street and the steps that anchor his building.”
—Hannah Nordhaus, author of The Beekeeper’s Lament, sharing her Year in Reading on The Millions
Related: Another Bullshit Night in Suck City is going to be a movie.
