2008: 142. The Feast of Love

“The man - me, this pale being, no one else, it seems - wakes in fright, tangled up in sheets.”

The Feast of Love, Charles Baxter

A novel, but really a collection of linked stories, The Feast of Love is just what it says - a meditation on love - different kinds, different stories, and how we find love, and how we create our lives around it.  It walks the line between a true novel and a collection of short stories (with a little metafiction as well - the narrator is the author, and a character gives him the title).  I really liked it at the beginning - I enjoyed how the love stories bounced from character to character (i.e. - his neighbor would tell him a story about his ex-wife, who would tell a story about her current lover, etc.).  The middle dragged a bit - the book focused in on a few characters, and at first I wasn’t sure they were my favorites, but by the end I was hooked on the story and the people and their love lives.  It’s a sort of dreamy book - it starts with the author walking in the middle of the night, and in a way the whole thing reminds me of a dream state where people sit around and tell their stories (although the stories themselves are anything but dreamy - some are quite sad).  It wasn’t necessarily what I was expecting when I picked it up, but I enjoyed it a bit, and would certainly read another book by Baxter.

Date/Place Completed: 9/21/08; D.C.

Categories: Fiction

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