Blog Post #208
I’m reading a new book — The Best Kind of People by Zoe Whittall. Ms. Whittall was one of the authors that was featured at the Vancouver Writers’ Festival event, This Really Happened. While waiting for the event to begin, I looked over the books on the sale table. I picked up her novel and read the teaser on the back. It intrigued me. Even though I hadn’t read any of her previous works, and I rarely try books on a whim, I bought the novel right then and there.
I’m about a third of the way through and so far, I am glad that I took a chance on this book.
Reading this novel, I feel a small sense of dread, of despair, an anxious churning in my stomach because I am worrying about the characters in the story. The author has me hooked — I am invested in the fate of these people on the pages — I feel what they feel.
I love when I get totally drawn into a novel — when the real world fades back and the words on the page come to life — when I am “in” the story. To me, that is when a book is “the best”.
There have been many novels that I have loved and they all have the same thing in common. In every case, I have been moved in some way by them — some have made me feel deep emotional ties to the characters, some have made me feel dread or fear, and others have made me experience sadness, or happiness.
Novels like The Road by Cormac McCarthy, The God of Small Things by Arundhati Roy, The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle by Haruki Murakami, The Remains of the Day by Kazuo Ishiguro, A Tale For the Time Being by Ruth Ozeki, Tigerman by Nick Harkaway, and Duncton Wood by William Horwood, to name a few, are all titles of books that I have loved. These are some of the books that made me forget who and where I was while I was immersed in the story. Look them up on Google — you might like them too — I’d recommend them!
The Best Kind of People, seems to be that kind of a book — I am drawn to the characters and I am anxious to find out how this story will play out. I think it will be that kind of book! I’ll let you know when I’m done!