The Year of Fog, by Michelle Richmond
If books let us live out various vicarious lives, this one guided me through one of my deepest fears—the disappearance of my child. The writing was a bit stilted at times, but the story was brutal and kept me going, even when I wanted to put it down. Setting it in San Francisco was a […]
The Road, by Cormac McCarthy
This book made me feel cold and achy and in need of VERY fuzzy socks from page one. Almost too bleak to read, but every time I tried to put it down, his little boy drew me back in. Some of my favorite lines: “scavenged bowl of the countryside” (p. 19) A giant’s view, or […]