Currently I'm listening to Native Son by Richard Wright. The narrator is riveting, creating quirks and personality for the characters with his many voices. I remember listening to The Cuckoo's Child by Suzanne Freeman multiple times when I was young. I loved the young narrator who read the story and could picture the setting and characters easily as she spun them. Reading outloud was (and still, embarrassingly, is) a way for me to get into stories. I think I am probably more auditory than I think, perhaps needing to get started in a novel by hearing the character's names and the story's places.
A running total this fall:
Wicked- please don't read OR listen to this...horrible.
The Lacuna
The Bean Trees- both by the masterful Barbara Kingsolver. They are musts.
Where the Red Fern Grows- yep, cried in the car on the way to school one morning as it was finishing up.
The Glass Castle- unbelievable memoir.
Native Son
The Chaska Public Library has not had the greatest selection for books on tape, but I grab the things I recognize even I'm not in the mood for them at the time. Each book is between 10 and 20 hours, and it's interesting how much of a part-time job driving is when you consider how fast those hours in the car add up!
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