Saturday 9 February 2008
Traveller
I have started reading my second book of the year, although that seems very soon after consuming the first.
I think that i don't want the images of desolation in the Road to haunt me too much, for it is a book that lingers.
The new book is Traveller, which if you look back through this blog makes a triology that now reads, Path, Road and Traveller.
Krissie insists that this is even more symbolic than before though i am still resisting her interpretation of the unconnected.
The opening two sentences of the novel alone are worth the price of the book.
"In 1961 i fell wildly in love with Marie D'Agostino. She was tall and graceful and had a smell that was as if she had just toweled off after a bath in rose water".
And the opening chapter, as far as i have got, is even better.
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