Sunday, July 17, 2011
The Sunday Salon
What I should have done last night was get up and read, but that wouldn't have helped because I'm on a streak of reading some amazing books this week. (Instead I tossed and turned, woke up at 4 a.m. this morning, then closed my eyes "for just a little bit" at 1 p.m. before intending to spend the afternoon packing boxes that are unwilling to pack themselves ... and woke up at 4:30 p.m.)
So, you'll probably be seeing me cruising around the interwebs sometime around midnight or 1 a.m. tonight.
The Husband and I are much, much luckier than most people - as Caitin also writes - but I can understand the emotions in the midst of phrases such as "...in our story of our lives falling apart while we tried to do whatever it took to take care of our son, our dog, and ourselves, we felt, essentially, flattened. Actually, it was worse than that: What we felt was that we could no longer dream. That was, possibly, the most dangerous aspect of what happened to us." (pg. 3)
So, yeah, this one is really resonating with me right now. Caitlin is feeling like my new best friend.
Through Cunningham's exquisitely rendered main character of Peter Harris, he makes us take an in-depth look at who we are as a person, how we relate to each other, and the questions we ask ourselves in the middle of the night as we sense our life becoming not what we anticipated. (Like me, the main character Peter has a touch of insomnia. Unlike me, he spends the wee small hours of the morning with a glass of vodka and a sleeping pill or two.)
There is so much I could tell you about By Nightfall, but you'll just have to wait for the review ... which is proving hard to write because, well, there's so much to tell you about this one. Suffice it to say that this will be among the best books I've read all year. (Hell, the last 40 pages contain some of the best emotionally tense writing I've read EVER. They're of the sort where you might find yourself, oh, say ... procrastinating putting off making dinner for your kids, for example. Not, you know, like I would know anything about that. And yes, my kids are well-fed and regularly so.)
Arrggh, Blogger just cut off the last paragraph of this post, which I just don't feel like recreating. I loved Children and Fire.
That is all.
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