Song of Solomon by Toni Morrison

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.

The Bluest Eye by Toni Morrison

Having seen Toni Morrison in person at the Southbank Centre, talking about her new book, A Mercy, and about the upcoming American elections (I hope she didn't, after all, hide under her bed, but was pleased with the outcome!), I thought that I should get round to reading her books. After all, she is H's favourite author, and he raves about her all the time. He suggested I should start with The Bluest Eye, her first book.

I found this to be a very sad book. I enjoyed reading it, and thought it was very well written, but very bleak. I look forward to reading more.

I finished this about a month or so ago - I am still in the process of reading Song of Solomon, which I think now I will finish in the new year. I am a bit worried that I may have read another book or two since I last updated this blog, but I think I have just been so busy at work that my reading has died off. Ah well.