A quote from Janet Fitch's recent novel , Paint it Black .



". . . Thousands of people , all caught in profile , locked into their mobile fish tanks . Each face , each car , transporting grief , boredom , rage . Someone in one of these cars was contemplating murder . Someone , right now , in the privacy of his aquarium , threaded the beads of his suicide through his fingers , praying along the chain like a rosary . Someone begged for help from a God he didn't quite believe in , yet had no one else to appeal to . The rest thought only about dinner , tonight's episode of Dallas , the day's arguement with the boss . . ."


it drives me crazy how much I can relate to Fitch's writing style .