In response to "A continuity of Parks"

The title of our blog seems very appropriate in relation to "A Continuity of Parks" (Julio Cortazar, 1967, translated by Paul Blackburn, taken from the Norton Anthology of Short Fiction 7th Edition, Bausch & Cassill), because both give me the impression of standing between two mirrors and seeing the infinite reflections of reflections.  I absolutely love pieces like this, because of the twist at the end.  The shift in perspective gives the story a whole new meaning the second time you read it, which I could not resist doing to find out how I could have missed the signs the first time around.  It is so amazing to me how our minds can form two completely different impressions of the same story because of one tiny detail (in this case, a green velvet chair).  I also think the description of losing awareness of your surroundings while reading a good book was incredibly familiar.  The willing disengagement from the outside world that he writes about was really spot on for how I feel when reading a great story, and I got the sense of sinking into the world he created with his writing, just like the man in the green velvet chair.