by Ann Patchett
So it’s official… If I could only read one author the rest of my life, it would be Ann Patchett. I don’t know what it is about her writing. It feels literary, but then also has a great plot, and feels accessible, down to earth, and contemporary. Sometimes I feel like she’s writing just for me. Extremely narcissistic, but when an author can make you feel that way, it’s very powerful.
As for this book, I really enjoyed it. The characters are flawed and imperfect, yet beautiful, complex, and oh so frustrating. Just the way I like my family drama!
The book jumps around in terms of time and point of view, so I can see why some people have found it confusing. There are no names at the beginning of each chapter to let you know who is speaking, and there is no date listed. And yet, I was able to follow it perfectly and found the jumping around to be interesting and not distracting at all.
I know that some elements of this book are extremely autobiographical. But instead of trying constantly to figure out what was truth and what was fiction, I lost myself in the book and the characters and the story and just allowed myself to be guided along. That shows what a great writer Patchett is.
The story feels very unique and not just like every other family drama. And most importantly, I really cared about these characters and what happened to them. I will miss them now that the book is over.