A profoundly strange novel from one of the best — equally compelling to readers of speculative and mainstream fiction. This one still resonates with me, years after I read it.
The best new work of fiction I have read this year was Kazuo Ishiguro’s The Buried Giant. I am more enthralled than I have been by a book in a long time. Profound meditation on memory.
A sequel to his amazing novel Blindness. Saramago is not easy to read. He punctuates mostly with commas, doesn’t paragraph often, doesn’t set off conversation in quotes; mannerisms I wouldn’t endure in a lesser writer; but Saramago is worth it. More than worth it. Transcendently worth it. Blindness scared me to death when I started it, but it rises wonderfully out of darkness into the light. Seeing goes the other way and is a very frightening book.
Tolkien created this extraordinary, secondary world and through that he enchanted the primary world. That resonated with me. His books had power to transform what we otherwise take for granted. Reading ‘Lord of the Rings’ made me see how a novel was another world – and see I could immigrate there, too, whenever I wanted.