We were guests tonight at a dinner party/birthday party/commune meeting (don’t ask) for a friend who had the audacity to turn 30 (thirty! Who are these people, born after 1977???) this week. It was great fun, and the conversation rich– if not occasionally interrupted by one of the many (we have nine between us) children with a need of one sort or the other.
Yes, it was Very Good. The conversation turned on books for much of the time (bliss!): fiction or non? And what, if anything, do we get (as Christians) from books? And do Christians in developing nations without access to books other than the Bible thrive in their faith more than we because they have no other books to clutter their perspectives? And is any part of that last question even remotely true? There was much to debate.
And at one point, Alex asked me which authors are my favorites. I had to stop eating then, because just the names alone of these authors in my mouth were food enough. Here’s what I said, plus some additional ones (because we always think of the best and/or full answers After The Fact):
Annie Dillard (hands down, though, interestingly, she doesn’t really write fiction)
Marilynne Robinson (both Housekeeping and Gilead, though I may like the former better!)
Virginia Woolf
Ian McEwan (just finished his Atonement and it so good. So Good. So Good.)
Frederick Buechner (I didn’t say him, because I didn’t think of him, but he’s a favorite, although I’ve only read Godric (twice) and Son of Laughter).
Thomas Mann (I didn’t say him either, even though Bill posited him as an option. I’m not sure he’s a favorite– but he’s good. Boy oh boy.)
Maybe I should also include Fitzgerald. His Gatsby is just perfection, and I recently Really Enjoyed re-reading Tender is the Night, which I last read in honors English my junior year in high school and Didn’t Get It At All (but I didn’t realize that I didn’t get it, which is worse).
That’s all I’ll say for now. But what I’d love, O Reader, is for you to tell me which authors you love. Would you? You don’t have to say who you are, but if you’d send me a list, however short, that would be Such Fun for me. And it might remind me of other favorites. Or give me new ideas. Or something.
I realize this is fishing for comments. Sorry. But honestly, what have you got to lose?