Cormac McCarthy's The Road

Not many books have given me bad dreams seven straight nights in a row. Which is more of a warning than a recommendation...it could have been a life-changing sort of novel had I read it at 18, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now...

Mark Schoen recommended it to me with the comment he had to get up in the middle of the night to finish reading it, and that quality seems to me the triumph of the book. I haven't read many books I've had a physical connection with. Kazuo Ishiguro's "Never Let Me Go" had me checking for my internal organs every few pages, but that's about it.

This book, where the protagonists have to keep moving along the road, for no obvious reason, despite all the horrors along the way, is written in such a way that, for me and Mark at least, you have to keep on reading, for no obvious reason, despite all the horrors along the way.

Not to be taken on holiday...


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