tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950314625529967307.post4422224111476815597..comments2024-02-15T13:59:43.711-08:00Comments on How Jack London Changed My Life: Phillip Routhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03803146151771620210noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950314625529967307.post-29437368150720420552012-06-25T13:47:18.697-07:002012-06-25T13:47:18.697-07:00The characters in Guthrie's "Big Sky"...The characters in Guthrie's "Big Sky" series change from book to book. The first of the series takes place when the west was Indian territory, with very few white men. The next is about a wagon train making its way west. Those two earlier works stand up in my mind. <br />My review of <i>Cotter's England</i> was meant to be a good one. It's quite a book. Just sort of overpowering. <br />Christina Stead is special, in a category of her own. She wrote one of the great novels of the last century: <i>The Man Who Loved Children</i>. <br />The higher purpose of this blog is to spotlight under-appreciated books/authors. My hope is that people will come across reviews of deserving books and get interested enough to read them. And then it would be gratifying to me if they'd write comments about them, even if they give dissenting opinions.<br />But that may be pie-in-the-sky thinking on my part.Phillip Routhhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03803146151771620210noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950314625529967307.post-20490111838573749632012-06-18T16:00:18.910-07:002012-06-18T16:00:18.910-07:00That is sad to have a childhood beloved character ...That is sad to have a childhood beloved character & author pulled down before your minds as in 'These Thousand Hills.'<br /><br />'The Loneliness of the Long-Distance Runner' is a good title. Wish it played out more. To lose the race seems the easiest option. <br /><br />Even 'Cotters’ England' leads you as reader into a sense of betrayal. Not good.<br /><br />Being a lesser reader than you, but a reader all the same, I hate to stop reading a book. Recently I ceased Mojo Hand. It was because the lead was more like a ghost or a robot as the world bloomed dangerously around her. No one would surrender so easily to such blues-men or just any persistent male when she is so young, so pretty, able to pass off as white, around Lake Chalres, LA. She has to do something, something besides simply putting a food forward. But the scenes blooming around her were very real, beautiful, savage, & alive in their descent. <br /><br />Ah, I've gotten off the track here & into my own review. <br /><br />Hope your reading has gotten better...jimmy scovillehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05604625850685718503noreply@blogger.com