From The Road by Cormac McCarthy:
He thought each memory recalled must do some violence to its origins. As in a party game. Say the word and pass it on. So be sparing. What you alter in the remembering has yet a reality, known or not.
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I’ve got his book on my dresser, waiting to be read. It looks really good!
It really is. McCarthy’s prose can be difficult sometimes — apostrophes and commas are a rare occurence, for instance — but he’s a phenomenal writer. The Road is a pretty quick read. It’s sort of what might have happened if William Faulkner had written Mad Max. It’s a surprising choice for Oprah’s book club, but it’s not at all surprising that she was unable to put it down.
The commas (or lack thereof) don’t bother me…I’m a diehard Saramago fan. I laugh in the face of run-on sentences!