Suzanne prevailed upon me to download an app for my phone that allows me to keep track of the books I read. Spoiler alert: In my use of it, it has no “look back period” meaning I shall not go crazy adding all the books read prior to downloading it. This app, much like life, is a forward-looking exercise.
Sunday I finished reading Norman MacLean’s “A River Runs Through It”, which is only one hundred and five pages long, which I believe qualifies it to be a novella (although do not quote me on that as there is a very good likelihood I am wrong).
Notwithstanding the fact I know as little about fly fishing and Montana as I do about most things, I found it to be immensely enjoyable. Norman MacLean had a gift for language of which I am very envious, painting vivid pictures in relatively few words and communicating ideas of depth with brevity. The book’s final two paragraphs convey it better than I can.
Extraordinary stuff.
-AK
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