An enforced retiral to the tube has meant that I have been able to finally finish Toni Morrison's Song of Solomon. I started this shortly after finishing The Bluest Eye, but, as I predicted at the time, it was a while before I had time in which to really get into and enjoy this book. However, what a treat it has been. Magical, mystical and mysterious. The story seems to go back and forth without due care to chronology, and then comes together in a satisfying way towards the end, dealing with identity, memory and family. I would definitely recommend this book.
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