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Gilead

Marilynne Robinson

3.86 AVERAGE


Pure every day beauty, the sanctity of small things.
emotional hopeful inspiring reflective medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven: Character
Strong character development: No
Loveable characters: Yes
Diverse cast of characters: No
Flaws of characters a main focus: Yes
emotional reflective slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven: Character
Strong character development: Complicated
Loveable characters: Yes
Diverse cast of characters: No
Flaws of characters a main focus: Yes

Couldn’t get into it. Maybe a little too religious in content?
emotional hopeful reflective slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven: Character
Strong character development: N/A
Loveable characters: N/A
Diverse cast of characters: N/A
Flaws of characters a main focus: Yes
medium-paced

I recognise the immense skill of this author but the density and slow pace of her stories really loses my attention fast.

I could not finish this book, I was simply too bored which is absolutely not a reflection of the quality of the book and more of a reflection of what I enjoy reading.

Beautiful writing.

This book reads like a dream: luminous and beautiful. It's a poignant letter from an elderly preacher approaching the end of his life to his young son, whose life stretches ahead. It's an attempt to share with his boy all the lessons he learned: about himself, family, life, faith. This is a thoughtful read. It's meditative. It is slow in spots, but the writing is gorgeous.

Excerpts:

“I’m writing this in part to tell you that if you ever wonder what you’ve done in your life, and everyone does wonder sooner or later, you have been God’s grace to me, a miracle, something more than a miracle. You may not remember me very well at all, and it may seem to you to be no great thing to have been the good child of an old man in a shabby little town you will no doubt leave behind. If only I had the words to tell you.”


“I wish I could leave you certain of the images in my mind, because they are so beautiful that I hate to think they will be extinguished when I am. Well, but again, this life has its own mortal loveliness. And memory is not strictly mortal in its nature, either. It is a strange thing, after all, to be able to return to a moment, when it can hardly be said to have any reality at all, even in its passing. A moment is such a slight thing. I mean, that its abiding is a most gracious reprieve.”

I didn't love it or hate it nor like or dislike the characters