I hear voices. But maybe that's because there's always an Audible book in my ear.
this is your book. Ivan Doig has been called "The New Wallace Stegner" for a long time. I love Wallace Stegner, so I take that comparison seriously. There have always been similar threads, but never has the quality of the writing been as close to - or better than Stegner's - than in this book.
Doig has a way of writing about small events and everyday people that makes even an annual fishing event sound interesting. (Perfect example is a "bit" he wrote about looking for ticks. I never would have guessed there was a story in that. There is when it's in Doig's hands and it's funny.) I also think there's an element of autobiography in this one with Rusty, the young narrator.
I love the crisp writing, the use of local jargon - as he calls it "lingua America" - and the bits of history woven in for good measure. I love the 87 ways he can allude to sex without ever getting into the nitty gritty of it. But I especially love his characters - so real you can almost reach out and touch them.
There's a special feeling you get with certain books. The characters come and live at your house while you're listening. Rusty and his dad have been at my house the last few days and I miss them terribly now that they're gone. Very few books measure up to this in terms of pure, good writing. It's such a joy.
Humphrey Bower is the whole reason this book worked for me. I don't think the storyline would have been nearly as captivating without his skilled narration. This is an excellent use of a credit.
This was a terrific read years ago when it first came out. After listening to it now, I must say the audio version is even better. The narration is absolutely perfect. I appreciate Pat Conroy's ability to craft a complex story. Excellent use of a credit.