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Postcards Paperback – Bargain Price, August 1, 1994
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They're absolutely hilarious. I'm still giggling.
I'm in my 60s and have been a voracious reader all my life.
I guess I've read thousands of novels as well as thousands of nonfiction books on whatever subject happened to interest me at the time.
One of those 'whattchamacall' autodidacts.
Post Cards is one of the best damn novels I've ever read.
Let me qualify that:
I hate stories where every damn thing that happens is connected and explained, where every character you meet becomes an integral part of the story and
where everything raps up in a tidy bundle at the end. Hate them.
As you might imagine, not that many writers suit me, especially as I've grown older and more discerning.
I've read all of Annie Proulx's fiction and it's all, top notch.
But if you're looking for laughs and a tidy little story with a sweet ending, in the words of Willi Nelson "She's not for you."
As an aside: just a few days ago, i reviewed Beach Music, by Pat Conroy, and my main criticism is that it dealt with many, many story lines that did not connect well. The end result was an 800-page mishmash of tales and situations that left me with a sense of annoyance. Postcards is a perfect example of how in barely 300 pages you can have dozens of lives and places and situations in harmony. It just takes some skill on the part of the author (one of the tricky parts of writing).
These are some of the things that make this novel so excellent, in my opinion:
1: Her character development is fabulous. If Loyal is not a walking example of karma, i don't know what is. How could one feel sorry for a criminal? Yet i could. And Dub, proof of how ironic life can be. Mink, born miserable. Jewell and her renaissance. Witkin and his sense of emptiness. These characters were flesh and blood, not paper.
2: Her descriptions of place are brilliant. I have never been in a dairy farm, but i feel like i have. The smells, the grime, the bitter cold, the absence of electric light. The insides of the caved mine. The desert and the heat. It was not difficult to visualize any of these places, because her detailed portrayal was so vivid and complete.Read more ›
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I would move into Annie's home if allowed. We could set on her porch, in her living room, at her bedside or in a car on a long drive and have long conversations, heavy on Annie's... Read morePublished 11 days ago by BabyBoomber
One great story. Highly recommend this book. Annie Proulx is one of the very best authors. Have never been disappointed with any of her books.Published 1 month ago by ONE O'CLOCK
Love Annie's writing style and humor and characters. Not a lot of happy endings in any of her work but that's life. Read morePublished 2 months ago by Billy
Annie Proulx is a master sentence writer. Any of her books are textbooks on how to write well. But that said, this was not her most intriguing work. Read morePublished 2 months ago by D. Rachlin
(Note: This review may contain some information that you consider a spoiler. I don't.)
I am writing this review not so much to pan Postcards as to encourage you to skip... Read more
I don't think I've ever read anything by Annie Proulx that isn't 5 stars...and I've read everything.Published 14 months ago by D. Clare