"The sodium lights shone down on the high span of the overpass, rising into the air like some disused back entrance to the sky."
Concrete Island | 
"The sodium lights shone down on the high span of the overpass, rising into the air like some disused back entrance to the sky."
"In these first minutes as he recovered, Robert Maitland could remember little more of the crash than the sound of the exploding tyre, the swerving sunlight as the car emerged from the tunnel of an overpass, and the shattered windshield stinging his face. The sequence of violent events only microseconds in duration had opened and closed behind him like a vent of hell."
so-soA quick read from my 2010 TBR, a Ballard blacklisted title from 1974.
“You were on an island long before you crashed here.”
Diego: "I'm having a blind date with this book. At my bookstore, you can get a wrapped book with only a little bit of information. This one said 'Terrifying private catastrophe, psychological Gotham isolation'. That hooked me. The perfect book has to make a good first impression. And I'd like the stories and characters to be passionate and full of emotions. Basically the same things I look for in a person."
Vacation in just over a week = choosing a bunch of books to read around a campfire and while generally lazing about.
pick
