i promise: they will get finished within a couple of weeks and i'm going to be out of town in a few days picking up a few extra goodies to go in the package. my goal is to have it ready to mail by the third week in April . . . so there really is going to be a give-away and i'm not just being a tease. well, at least not on purpose.
i don't know whether this book has shattered me or healed me . . . maybe both.
Cormac McCarthy is a magician with words and this book reads like (very dark) poetry. i couldn't put it down despite feeling that it was relentlessly hopeless and terrifying.
after lots of thought and a re-read of some parts of it, i have decided that this is a book that took me so far into a pit of darkness that once there, the only light i could clearly perceive, was that children are indeed our only real "carriers of the fire". this is true within his pages and it is true in our own realities.
thank god our own reality is not (yet) so dim.
i would be interested in seeing/hearing anyone elses take on this book and am wondering if i dare read any more of Cormac McCarthy . . . somehow i feel dared NOT to.