Thus begins the prologue of this short novel by Timothy Findley. A pronoun with a problem. As a first sentence this one works at hooking, as it present a problem - assuming there is a train somewhere nearby. The paragraph continues to explain that this is a horse on the track. The unfolding scene is one of destruction and war.
Chapter 1:
All of this happened a long time ago.
The rest of this brief chapter reads like a lecture, a commentary of sorts on general state of some characters, which transforms itself into preamble. On the plus side, the chapters are short and read like clippings, a technique I've seen in other of Findley's work which to me feels like a disjointed narrative in places, which is distracting, sometimes hard to follow, making it easy for my attention to wonder to my Facebook news feed.
In the realms of the artsy-fartsy mind, this book thrives. The descriptive writing is precise and vivid.
First thing said:
"Let's go."
Verdict: Pass (barely)
Sincerely,
Theodore Moracht
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