With Marilynne Robinson here.
It is my lot in life to be the dissenter in tastes in books. Earlier, when so many friends pressed Frank Peretti’s books in my palm with promises of enchantment, I had to tell them that, “no, I didn’t find them wonderful.” Ditto all the apocalyptic pulp fiction of the last decade. Shudder.
In fact, I must confess, in a new circle of reader-friends that went bonkers praising Marilynne Robinson’s Housekeeping, I felt like the one dissenting voice. Granted the writing was good, but the storyline sure depressed me. I found Gilead much easier to digest, but I didn’t go into paroxisms of joy over it. These are two books, however, that I wonder if I should re-read someday and compare notes with my original reactions.
The Paris Review’s interview of Robinson has so many points worth printing out, pondering, discussing with my high school senior. Much food for thought.
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