3.49 AVERAGE


I read this in high school. It was extremely confusing at the time, but still somewhat enjoyable. I'd really like to go back and revisit it someday.

Maybe it was fun to read when it first came out but I did not get much out of it.

This book was all over the place, hard to follow, and very boring in parts. It was okay, but I have to admit that I was disappointed. Parts of the book were very enjoyable, but they were isolated.

Summer

In winter, we sit in the house
Around a blazing fire.
In summer, we sit on the porch
Like birds on a telephone wire.

I know that Garrison Keillor is supposed to be some sort of living national treasure, but I just don't get his sense of humor. It's a little too dry and subtle for me. I've finished chapter 2 and I'm giving up. I rarely give up on books. But, to be perfectly fair, I did get A Thousand Splendid Suns for my birthday and I can't wait to get started on it. So I'm probably giving up on this one a little sooner than I normally would.
funny hopeful lighthearted slow-paced

I didn’t really like this book but I didn’t dislike it either. There was no plot, just a bunch of short stories about various people through the history of this town. Once I quit trying to figure out where the story was going and just realized the flow of the book, it was a lot easier to read. It wasn’t hateful, just not my personal preference for reading. I give it a C-.

One star off because of a single footnote that danced along the bottom of 24 straight pages. No saving throw that it was some of the most compelling writing in the book.

Overall, enjoyable. I think Keillor's considerable talents work better on the radio in the format that is maybe almost a short story but not quite, than in the format of almost a novel that is a bunch of almost short stories but not quite strung together and without Keillor's excellent delivery but in my head with my own lukewarm Keillor impression instead.

Woulda been a weak 4 stars except for that footnote thing as mentioned above.

Picked this book up as a rite of passage for being Minnesotan. It was so mildly humorous and overwritten that I nearly gave up on it. A fate relegated to only the most impenetrable books on my shelves. After much slogging, it started to be funny and the 95 theses bit was the part that saved it from going to Goodwill with a bag of ill-fitting t-shirts.

Towards the end the book gets somewhat funnier. When the stories are set in modern times and are more replete with the Scandinavian idiosyncrasies that permeate my home state's (white) culture. Got a few light chuckles and smiles out of it but in the end reading this felt more like an obligation than an escape.

Sorry Mom.

Ugh. I read most of this, but gave up on the last couple of stories, if you can even call them that. More like ramblings. I liked the small town anecdotes thrown in, but I really would have preferred them in a more structured format.