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The Thorn Birds
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It’s a rough job reading a novel that tears your heart apart, but it’s rougher still to see it on GR forty years later... and then give it FIVE STARS!
WHY in the name of Sam Hill would I do that?
Books can drive you into irrational behaviour. But you know what’s WORSE?
This book turned me into a Catholic convert.
No joke.
I MUST be crazy, right?
Actually, no...
This book proved to me that Christianity is a religion, above all, of TRYING. Of ‘d*mning the torpedoes� and sailing ‘full speed ahead.� Of getting up off the dirty floor, dusting yourself off, and getting back into the fray.
For in 1980 I was in the very THICK of the Soup.
My meds were an obnoxious fallback for my stress and I HATED my job. At times that autumn - the only time it ever happened to me - I felt almost suicidal.
I was at the proverbial end of my rope...
Then I read this calamitous set of hopeless misadventures set in the Australian outback. It gripped me till the end.
You know, I had everything: a wonderful fiancé, good friends, and I had just secured a promotion. And this job was it.
So what was the problem?
Well, I worked in an Automated Supply Cell. This job necessitated following computer orders partly written in machine language (remember the pre-desktop-computer days? ) to fill orders.
That’s right - the Stone Age, I think we call it now.
Bill Gates, BTW a wonderful GR reviewer, was, way back then, a kid like me. But he woulda known better.
Help! I needed H-E-L-P!!!
So, there I was, up crap creek without a paddle, and on my coffee breaks I poured my soul into The Thorn Birds. I guess misery really DOES love company.
But The Thorn Birds, above all, is a Fantastically HUMAN book, though it can singe your soul. And that’s why it clicked for me.
It showed me REAL LIFE AS IT IS.
Straight - no chaser, as Thelonius Monk once said.
The Thorn Birds LIVES.
It BREATHES.
It’s FLESH & BLOOD writing.
The same as my newly-restored Faith - with all of its faults and blemishes and, yes! ALONG with all the Chorus of Loud Protests it elicits from this ugly but fading postmodern fracas we call the world...
The VERY SAME FAITH.
Believe it, or NOT.
WHY in the name of Sam Hill would I do that?
Books can drive you into irrational behaviour. But you know what’s WORSE?
This book turned me into a Catholic convert.
No joke.
I MUST be crazy, right?
Actually, no...
This book proved to me that Christianity is a religion, above all, of TRYING. Of ‘d*mning the torpedoes� and sailing ‘full speed ahead.� Of getting up off the dirty floor, dusting yourself off, and getting back into the fray.
For in 1980 I was in the very THICK of the Soup.
My meds were an obnoxious fallback for my stress and I HATED my job. At times that autumn - the only time it ever happened to me - I felt almost suicidal.
I was at the proverbial end of my rope...
Then I read this calamitous set of hopeless misadventures set in the Australian outback. It gripped me till the end.
You know, I had everything: a wonderful fiancé, good friends, and I had just secured a promotion. And this job was it.
So what was the problem?
Well, I worked in an Automated Supply Cell. This job necessitated following computer orders partly written in machine language (remember the pre-desktop-computer days? ) to fill orders.
That’s right - the Stone Age, I think we call it now.
Bill Gates, BTW a wonderful GR reviewer, was, way back then, a kid like me. But he woulda known better.
Help! I needed H-E-L-P!!!
So, there I was, up crap creek without a paddle, and on my coffee breaks I poured my soul into The Thorn Birds. I guess misery really DOES love company.
But The Thorn Birds, above all, is a Fantastically HUMAN book, though it can singe your soul. And that’s why it clicked for me.
It showed me REAL LIFE AS IT IS.
Straight - no chaser, as Thelonius Monk once said.
The Thorn Birds LIVES.
It BREATHES.
It’s FLESH & BLOOD writing.
The same as my newly-restored Faith - with all of its faults and blemishes and, yes! ALONG with all the Chorus of Loud Protests it elicits from this ugly but fading postmodern fracas we call the world...
The VERY SAME FAITH.
Believe it, or NOT.
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