So everyone else has probably read Marilynne Robinson’s Gilead.
I don’t read much fiction. (Understatement)
Let alone literary fiction.
I’ve been meaning to read it for while and picked up a copy last week.
It is a wonderful read.
The writing is expressive with an ease and simplicity that implies great skill and talent on the part of the author.
The subject matter resonates, but does so as much from the perspective of complexity in relationships within family as it does with its central figure, an aged pastor writing letters to a very young son who it is anticipated will read them years after his father’s death.
I keep losing thought that this is a work of fiction as I read.
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