Slow Days, Fast Company (New York Review Books Classics): The World, the Flesh, and L.A.

Reviews

J.R.

Babitz is a fabulous writer and a fascinating woman. That's how I've always felt about this one. L.

Nikita Poddar

Yes, I know it's not PC to love L. Babitz observes and delivers in a way that seems like a prerequisite for commentary on the obvious as well as the not so obvious course of actions. Every year or so I pull this slim volume off my shelf and read it again--sometimes cover-to-cover, sometimes just chapters that I'm especially in the mood for.

Read it. , but having gone to high school in the Valley (before the invention of Valley Girls) I can't help it. is and always will be a part of me. I’m so glad I bought this edition when it came out because the other covers are exceedingly boring compared to the amusing and arresting drawing of an Afghan Hound in a turtleneck sweater, sitting in a café.

A. The ten jewel-like memoirs/stories take me to a different place that no longer exists except in my dreams. And Eve Babitz is L. With some books, one read just isn't enough.