January 26, 2010

I started hearing about The Englishman’s Boy, I’m sure, really very shortly after it was published, which is more than 10 years ago, now. And finally got around to reading it. And I’m so very sorry I waited so long.

Vanderhaeghe writes gems of sentences, and yet the poetry of the text isn’t because he’s writing about beautiful things. Writing about trappers and cowboys in the truly wild west, and about Hays-code Hollywood, doesn’t lead to a lot of glamour, at least in the brutally honest way Vanderhaeghe does it. Something about what and the way he wrote gets right down to the essence. You know people like his characters, even if you don’t want to, and the book debunks and celebrates the reality of legends, at the same time.

So that’s 2 of my 12 TBR challenge books down, at the end of January. And that’s even with taking time off for Gaiman and LeBron James. Next read’s not a TBR book, either…The Cellist of Sarajevo. Librarians are cool. We’ve made it our official Ontario Library Association 2010 superconference book, so I don’t want to be behind.

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