Child of God

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• Cormac McCarthy: Child of God

  The last book I read before I began this blog, over the Christmas holidays 2006, was Cormac McCarthy’s festive The Road. I had some quibbles with it, but it’s one of those books which, partly through the distance of memory and partly through the ubiq ... (read full critics)

  theasylum published on Fri, 10 Sep 2010

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  I don't know. They say he never was right after his daddy killed hisself. Were there darker provinces of the night he would have found them. This rainy summer day. He passed a dark lake of silent jade where moss walls rose sheer and plumb and a small blue bird sat slant upon a guywire in the void ... (continue)

  I don't know. They say he never was right after his daddy killed hisself. Were there darker provinces of the night he would have found them. This rainy summer day. He passed a dark lake of silent jade where moss walls rose sheer and plumb and a small blue bird sat slant upon a guywire in the void. The dumpkeeper had spawned nine daughters and named them out of an old medical dictionary gleaned from the rubbish he picked. These gangling progeny with black hair hanging from their armpits now sat idle and wild-eyed day after day in chairs and crates about the little yard cleared out of the tips while their harried dam called them one by one to help with chores and one by one they shrugged or blinked their sluggard lids. Urethra, Cerebella, Hernia Sue. Old woods and deep. At one time in the world there were woods that no one owned and these were like them. The tracks of a fox raised out of the snow intaglio like little mushrooms and berrystains where birds shat crimson mutes upon the snow like blood. Scuttling down the mountain with the thing on his back he looked like a man beset by some ghast succubus, the dead girl riding him with legs bowed akimbo like a monstrous frog. He did not know how hawks mated but he knew all things fought.

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  A Sculpture of Words

  A sculpture of words about a little sad monster, a horror story that moves the readers beyond any expectation and shows what can happen to people lost beyond the boundaries of humanity. Don't expect a film adaptation for this book: few filmmakers have a similar eye for visual details that show what ... (continue)

  A sculpture of words about a little sad monster, a horror story that moves the readers beyond any expectation and shows what can happen to people lost beyond the boundaries of humanity. Don't expect a film adaptation for this book: few filmmakers have a similar eye for visual details that show what goes on not only outside, but also inside people's mind; few screenwriters have a similar ear for dialogues that recreate characters, places and situations with such a spare and eloquent use of words. Imagine what kind of book lesser writers could write about such a sad and terrible story, and then compare it to this masterful achievement to have the full measure of the talent, depth and range of this great writer. A real classic to put directly on the highest scaffold of the bookcase.

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• English Books
• Paperback 208 Pages
• Edition: Reprint
• ISBN-10: 0679728740
• ISBN-13: 9780679728740
• Publisher: Vintage
• Pub date: Jun 29, 1993
• Dimensions: 1355 mm x 839 mm x 65 mm Just how big is that?
• Also available as: Hardcover, Others and eBook
• In other languages: other languages Livres Français, Libros en Español, Libri Italiani

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