Atonement, by Ian McEwan, which I mentioned yesterday, gets better and better. I read 150 pages last night, or something ridiculous like that. I didn't want to put it down.
The writing continues to amaze.
And yes, I was right to feel uneasy. Something terrible was approaching.
I have no idea what will happen, but oh, I take comfort (weirdly) from the fact that the name of the book is ATONEMENT, and not SHRIEKING REVENGE or HATRED FOREVER or YOU RUINED MY LIFE. Through all the chaos, and pain, with characters lives being ruined, literally, I hold onto the fact, "Okay, hold on, hold on....McEwan called this book Atonement ... Hang on, hang on."
So far, one of the characters already has a lot to atone for, although she does not realize it. Or doesn't want to realize it. The word could be taken many different ways.
The writing is exquisite.
I can't recommend this book highly enough. Page after page after page I turn ... unable to say to myself, "Okay. Here is a good place to stop."
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