Saturday night I finished Liam Callanan's The Cloud Atlas (which is very different from David Mitchell's Cloud Atlas which I haven't read yet). It was my pick for book group based on the recommendations of someone I work with. Book group met Monday night, and unfortunately only a few of us had finished reading it so we didn't discuss that much. The weirdest part for me was that I completely blanked on the last chapter when we started talking about it. "A snowmobile, huh?" The story is that of a soldier/priest in Alaska during World War II and then after. It made me really wish I could have talked to my grandfather as an adult. He went to Alaska sometime around the end of World War II and stayed. I only saw him a few times in my life though and the last time I was in high school. He's dead now.
posted by Kristin Buxton at 6:48 PM