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Absalom, Absalom!
by William Faulkner
Faulkner has done it again. I trudged through this book so slowly that I even found time to read another novel before we found out about Charles’ father. But as the conversations—speculations—between Quentin and Shreve developed, I couldn’t put it down. Faulkner thinks about the South and racism and hope in the nuanced way that these ideas require. By the end of this novel (as with all of the Faulkner books I’ve read), I was left confused, aching for the pain left by senseless idealism, and overwhelmed with the complex power of myth and storytelling.