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296 pages, Hardcover
First published October 4, 2016
”Robert Johnson wasn't the only man with a guitar to stand at a crossroad and talk with the devil. Every man with a guitar crosses that same street, and the conversation is always the same. So are the promises.”The heart of this story involves three people, four if you count music, and with the way music becomes the center of this one, I think it has to be counted. I like music, a lot, but I could not describe the way its made, how a guitar is repaired, or the way it makes different people feel - not like Charles Martin does in Long Way Gone anyway. By the end of this book, I came to believe this was the story's best attribute. That, and its main character, Cooper O'Conner. Music and Cooper could be called one here (I guess that nearly eliminates what I said in my first sentence). Before starting this book, I would have guessed it'd be the story of the prodigal son that stood out to me, and be what I liked most.
”Here's the truth: No matter where you went , no matter where you end up, no matter what happens, what you become...no gone is too far gone. You can always come home. And when you do, you'll find me standing right here, arms wide, eyes searching for your return.”Beautiful words. In essence, that is the story of the prodigal son. And although the main point of that parable is within the pages of Long Way Gone, I thought it became lost in things that didn't ring true to me. Forgive me for not expressing with details here. I'll just use the words “overly dramatic”. Only in spots, but often enough to effect the story. I know I didn't feel that way about “When Crickets Cry”, my first that still remains my favorite Charles Martin book. If you're looking to try a book of his, it'd be the one I recommend.
"To everyone who's ever known the pain of watching a loved one walk away and then stood on the porch staring down the road. And to every loved on who's reached the end of that road, . . . and turned around.
“Describing music is tricky. I am not convinced that you can describe it like, say, a painting or a novel. While those are both experiences that produce feelings, they do so through the eyes."
"The image we see—either images or words on a page—enters our eyes, travels throughout intellect, where we make some sort of sense of it, and then routes through our emotions. The process is one of intellect and understanding first, emotions and feelings second. Music is felt on one level and understood or processed on another. Music is meant to be experienced, not described. It takes practice. "
"People can cheat their way to the top in a lot of areas of life. They can steal, bribe, kill the competition, or take steroids to make them stronger and faster. But with music, there’s no shortcut. Period."