Reading-wise, what makes me tick?
Reading, for me, is the very best form of recreation. It is unique among my other activities because I can enjoy it when and how it is convenient to me—plus, I can always go back a page or two to reread something I missed because of an interruption or inattention (think falling asleep as I read!). Though I would like to claim a diverse, non-fiction repertoire, I must admit that most of my recreational reads are fiction and most of those are in the “pop”ular vernacular.
My list, and the rationale for each, is captured in the attachment, but I want to expand my commentary for one of the entries.
A Prayer for Owen Meany by John Irving is easily the most frustrating and, ultimately, the most memorable book I’ve ever read. I can’t tell you how many times I almost gave up on the tale, mostly because of the many lengthy descriptive sections—but I stuck with it because someone I respected recommended it to me.
This is a story of two boys who grow to manhood in Vietnam-era America. A tragedy in their pre-adolescent years unites them to the point that, subsequently, they do almost everything together. They stay close in adulthood even though one of them moves to Canada in protest over U.S. foreign policy while the other joins the military. After more than 600 pages, the threads of the story finally come together, concluding in a surprising, dramatic, and satisfying way.
Posted for Week 16 of Moorea Seal’s 52 Lists project, an opportunity for list addicts like me to join up with likeminded bloggers to celebrate their list-keeping tendencies. Moorea posts a fresh prompt each Tuesday—check it out when you can.
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