The Archivist, by Martha Cooley

An interesting book about how we "archive" our lives, and how sometimes some of the archiving is done for us. Many-layered, there are stories of the present and past, parallels between the lives of the main characters and the life of T.S. Eliot, and a large section is the journal of the narrator's wife. It reads like a very old book to me (and not in a bad way) despite being published in 1998. It's a very literary book, and dense (also not in a bad way), and I enjoyed it.