Taunted by Paul Luikart's blog post hinting that I don't read fiction, I picked up a book on Thursday at the University of Chicago bookstore that my friend, Laura Truax, recommended. Laura said she read the book in one day and that it was a read she couldn't stop thinking about. Ditto from me. I started it yesterday and finished it this morning, all 287 pages. It is haunting. The tragic life of a father and son after the world has burned. They scavenge for food and live in fear, mostly of the "bad guys". It made me appreciate the security of my home and the abundance of food, friendship, comfort and beauty in my life.
Saturday, April 14, 2007
Good Fiction
Taunted by Paul Luikart's blog post hinting that I don't read fiction, I picked up a book on Thursday at the University of Chicago bookstore that my friend, Laura Truax, recommended. Laura said she read the book in one day and that it was a read she couldn't stop thinking about. Ditto from me. I started it yesterday and finished it this morning, all 287 pages. It is haunting. The tragic life of a father and son after the world has burned. They scavenge for food and live in fear, mostly of the "bad guys". It made me appreciate the security of my home and the abundance of food, friendship, comfort and beauty in my life.
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2 comments:
yay, fiction!
I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be a jerk about the reading fiction thing. And...I read The Road recently too. I agree. I read the whole thing in a few days and was also haunted by it. I couldn't stop thinking about it either. We live near an abandoned hospital and every time I walk through the parking lot of it now, I think of the landscape in that book.
You are no jerk! I'm just giving you a hard time. I think I actually bought the book before I noticed your blog post but thought it might bring some people to your very cool blog if I linked to it. You are awesome!!
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