Cunningham

Hey out there! Three books to read:

The Hours, A Home at the End of the World and Flesh and Blood, by Michael Cunningham.

I love the way his characters have so much substance; they're almost corporeal. You can see them springing from their own little worlds, the ones we all make for ourselves inside our heads. Yet from there they feel and live, simply, and look at the world outside, and they focus on the tiny details of being that only have meaning for the being living them, and you see the instants and reflections and fleeting sensations that we never share with others, those things that are particular to one individual and that others will never know... The very aspects of humanity that Cunningham lets us explore.