Epiphanies

When you follow your bliss, doors will open where you would not have thought there would be doors and where there wouldn't be a door for anyone else -- Joseph Campbell.

Cormac McCarthy

I've just begun journeying on The Road with Cormac McCarthy, decidedly one of my favorite authors. There's a touch of the sublime here. A deep force that somehow manages to rise above the ground an assume an ethereal presence.

The ashes of the late world carried on the bleak and temporal winds to and fro in the void. Carried forth and scattered and carried forth again. Everything uncoupled from its shoring. Unsupported in the ashed air. Sustained by a breath, trembling and brief. If only my heart were stone.

If only I were able to write like this. And this is just page 11. There's an entire book ahead of me.

3 comments:

Karissa said...

We read "All the Pretty Horses" in Advanced Lit. last year with Wendland and it changed my life. (I'd never seen the movie, not like I ever remember movies, but I was better for it.)

I love his writing style. Amazing.

Anonymous said...

A very different side of McCarthy here, in The Road. He delves deeper into a couple of good characters, leaving human nature to its tendencies yet allowing for hope (to overcome?) in the journey of father and his young son.

susan

neha said...

All the Pretty Horses is definitely a turning point book. I love how McCarthy is taken up with journey in all its elements.