Perhaps I first opened the pages of "Holy the Firm" with skepticism due to whom it came from, a normally white-collared fellow who read Karl Barth's Systematic Theology for fun. With expectations of a perfectly dogmatic short novel holding with all orthodox thoughts, I began a journey into Puget Sound.
I rocked. I rolled. I listened with my whole being to the creek-like words of Annie Dillard. Rock ahead! Slight curve and gracefully she passes. She touches upon the infinite between two earthen banks. She flows but not as a river. As the creek by the house where I grew up, no easy path to take. Is she a heretic? She dodges herself back into orthodoxy. A Philosopher? No becomes my answer as nihilism flows into the current of idealism which both run into realism in some banded rush.
She becomes creation to portray creation. She is the creek outside my door.
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Her novel "The Living" is one of my favorite novels. It takes place in the Puget Sound area and is about the first settlers to that area. I've never read anything like it. I feel like I lived that time period after reading her book. I need to read "Holy The Firm" next. Thanks for giving such a visual review. I am very interested.
Uhhh... I am sufficiently weirded out. I didn't read this before I wrote mine, in case you were curious.
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