In my recent quest for hobbies I stumbled across an Atlanta book club (http://bookclub.meetup.com/82/ <---- FIXED NOW, that's what I get for copying the code!) and wound up spending today reading Anne Tyler's "The Accidental Tourist." [[[If I could remember more of my English coursework from college I would put those references in the appropriate font types, but let's face it, its just too dam much work to research for too little reward]]].
I had seen and loved the movie several years ago, but you just can't do in film what you can on paper... Cases in point, a couple of excerpts that struck me:
"Gazing out of the window, he all at once recalled Ethan as an infant. Ethan used to cry unless he was tightly wrapped in a blanket; the pediatrician had explained that new babies have a fear of flying apart. Macon had not been able to imagine that at the time, but now he had no trouble. He could picture himself separating, falling into pieces, his head floating away with terrifying swiftness in the eerie green air of Alberta."
And, a conversation with a stranger about reuniting with your spouse after a separation, and floating through the relationship, still not connecting - "times I feel we're just hanging in there":
" 'Like someone who's suffered a loss in a war,' she said, 'and then forever afterward she has to go on supporting the war; she has to support it louder than anyone else, because otherwise she'd be admitting the loss was for no purpose.' "
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