A journalist observes life in the far north.
I finally made it to the used book store and stocked my shelves with five titles that I hope will sustain me through a long Alaska winter.
Here’s the list: “Teacher Man,” by Frank McCourt; “Truth & Beauty” by Ann Patchett; “Eat, Pray, Love” by Elizabeth Gilbert; “the Snapper” by Roddy Doyle; and “Almost There” by Nuala O’Faolain.
I hate how predictable these titles are. They scream, Yes, I am a 37-year-old middle class white woman with a college degree. Barf.
I started “the Snapper” and I love it so far, mainly for being not politically correct. The lead character is a pregnant woman who goes to bars and gets drunk. None of the other characters bat an eye about it. The story focuses on a big family living in Ireland.
I think I have all of Roddy Doyle’s books. He’s one of my favorite writers. “the Snapper” is almost all dialogue. Doyle is a master at writing dialogue and can totally get away with that.