Miraculously today while waiting in the car while GG generously pumped gas (in my car) I got to read about 10 pages of MML's WILD ROAD. I've hardly started the book and am already struck by how well written it is. In a few sentences I was fully immersed in the story.
I finished the chapter and had to put the book down. As we drove home all I could think about was the scene I had just read. I sat there in wonder at the nuances Ms. Liu was able to capture. Then I thought about how introspective, self aware, and perceptive a good writer has to be. Sort of like a really good therapist who can interact with a patient and also observe behavior. A good writer does all that and then finds the words to evoke the observations AND emotions of the characters. Pretty fantastic stuff.
I love reading. I really do.
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