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Timbuktu
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Mr. Bones is living a dog’s life. He is almost a peer to his master Willy G. Christmas. Willy is a kind-hearted, but damaged man, a child of holocaust survivors. Given to delusions, and writing poetry, he is homeless and in failing health. The road trip here is a walking journey to Baltimore, home to Bea Swanson, beloved high school teacher. He wants to offer to her his mass of unpublished writings, and to find Mr. Bones a home before his swan song. According to Willy, on the other side of death lies Timbuktu, a place where everything is wonderful.
The story is told in the third person omniscient, but really we are seeing the world through the eyes of Mr. Bones. Bones is not your typical dog. Although he lives in a world of scent and likes his bit of tail, he is a thoughtful critter. He is doggedly loyal to Willy, staying with him to the end. Auster takes things a bit beyond, as he likes to do. Bones not only thinks like a person, he dreams like one. Maybe his dreams are more like detailed premonitions. In one he transforms into an insect, then flies along with an ambulance to the hospital where Willy ultimately passes.
Willy does pass on, so Bones has to make his way in the world alone. He tries hunting with minimal success, finds a meal ticket via a lonely Chinese boy named Henry Chow. The boy is afflicted with a father who hates dogs, and, most unsettling to Bones, he lives above a Chinese restaurant. He heads for the hills after dad finds out, and finds his way into a nice suburban home. The mom, Polly, and her young daughter, Alice, love him, as does the little boy, Tiger. But the home is not entirely happy and dad, Dick, is not thrilled about having a hairy animal around his pristine home.
Even though his life has moved on, Bones is still visited in his dreams by the love of his life, Willy, and by the story’s end, he is facing his own demise. Can dogs be admitted to Timbuktu as well as people?
This may sound like a grim tale. It is not. It is a character portrait, of a dog and his man. A love story, with commentary on poetry, dreams, artistic ambitions, identity, what is important in life, with some observations about life in general and people in particular. I remain perplexed by the odd item or two, but this was an engaging, enjoyable read. Good book, good book, good.
The story is told in the third person omniscient, but really we are seeing the world through the eyes of Mr. Bones. Bones is not your typical dog. Although he lives in a world of scent and likes his bit of tail, he is a thoughtful critter. He is doggedly loyal to Willy, staying with him to the end. Auster takes things a bit beyond, as he likes to do. Bones not only thinks like a person, he dreams like one. Maybe his dreams are more like detailed premonitions. In one he transforms into an insect, then flies along with an ambulance to the hospital where Willy ultimately passes.
Willy does pass on, so Bones has to make his way in the world alone. He tries hunting with minimal success, finds a meal ticket via a lonely Chinese boy named Henry Chow. The boy is afflicted with a father who hates dogs, and, most unsettling to Bones, he lives above a Chinese restaurant. He heads for the hills after dad finds out, and finds his way into a nice suburban home. The mom, Polly, and her young daughter, Alice, love him, as does the little boy, Tiger. But the home is not entirely happy and dad, Dick, is not thrilled about having a hairy animal around his pristine home.
Even though his life has moved on, Bones is still visited in his dreams by the love of his life, Willy, and by the story’s end, he is facing his own demise. Can dogs be admitted to Timbuktu as well as people?
This may sound like a grim tale. It is not. It is a character portrait, of a dog and his man. A love story, with commentary on poetry, dreams, artistic ambitions, identity, what is important in life, with some observations about life in general and people in particular. I remain perplexed by the odd item or two, but this was an engaging, enjoyable read. Good book, good book, good.
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May 12, 2016 11:48PM
Will, you are tempting me. I love animal stories.
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Will wrote: "I found it pretty interesting"
I wish I had more time to read. There are so many historical and political must-reads. Thus, there is so little time left for entertaining reads.
I wish I had more time to read. There are so many historical and political must-reads. Thus, there is so little time left for entertaining reads.
I wish I had more time to read.
From your lips to god's ears.
Thus, there is so little time left for entertaining reads.
Maybe set up a ratio. Two serious non-fics for every fiction, or something like that. Or maybe pick one or two days a week in which it is ok to read lighter fare.
From your lips to god's ears.
Thus, there is so little time left for entertaining reads.
Maybe set up a ratio. Two serious non-fics for every fiction, or something like that. Or maybe pick one or two days a week in which it is ok to read lighter fare.
Will wrote: "I wish I had more time to read.
From your lips to god's ears.
Thus, there is so little time left for entertaining reads.
Maybe set up a ratio. Two serious non-fics for every fiction, or somethi..."
I am so very far behind with absolute must-reads that this is not an option yet. I have planned this all along for later on.
From your lips to god's ears.
Thus, there is so little time left for entertaining reads.
Maybe set up a ratio. Two serious non-fics for every fiction, or somethi..."
I am so very far behind with absolute must-reads that this is not an option yet. I have planned this all along for later on.
Charming review about what sounds like a charming book. I was thinking "good dog, good dog, good..........squirrel!"
Lela wrote: "Charming review about what sounds like a charming book. I was thinking "good dog, good dog, good..........squirrel!""
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Sounds intriguing! Auster tends to go back to the homeless theme doesn't he. I think he was homeless himself for some time many years ago.
Mmmh... just did the rounds on Google and couldn't find anything about it. No idea where I got that from! Probably not true.