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    Excellent Book!

    This book is a truly beautiful story, with a poignant magnificence that sweeps across the widest spectrum of thoughts and feelings as reminders and remembrances of our humanity. This book tells the story of Wade and Jenny and Ann; of May and June, of Eliot, of Ivy, of Elizabeth and others. Their stories intersect and interconnect on several levels across decades and, together and apart, they experience tragedies laced with simple sorrows and happiness sprinkled with fluted notes of joy. The immersion into this book is of the full body and soul variety – the author takes us deeply inside each event and person and setting. Inside accidents, inside murder, inside prison life, inside farm life, inside the wild abandon of two little girls at play, inside the honeycombed mind of dementia, inside a dog’s reason and purpose, and even inside a piano. The prose is spare and simple and so powerful; then suddenly, like a flock of colorful birds startled out of an array of autumn trees, a cataract of color flows onto the page, catches us in the current and propels us along. Breathless, we are compelled to read on. You do not have to be a dog lover to appreciate: “Ann loves Roo. She loves even the tired sadness with which he looks at her because she is not Wade and because she feels it equally toward him. You are not Wade. Theirs is a devotion that is possible only because of their equal disappointments in each other and the knowledge they share that at one time, to the one who mattered, they were each separately enough.” You do not have to be a musician to enjoy: “That original song hovers over her, barely upheld. But breaking through these terrible chords, the high intervals of the right hand trip over the rocks in streams, recover themselves, and struggle, running in a breathless scale, up.” You do not have to be an ex-piano teacher ruminating on the checkered source of a State’s name to feel: “Meaning is like music; it catches and is carried. It returns. Refrains, phrases, the names of passing boats. Stuck in my head, it’s stuck in my head. The way stories fasten themselves to words, words fasten themselves to vulnerable rhythms, impressionable tunes. Ann is skilled in the archaeology of carried music. It holds on like fear, like love.” Then: “A pause. A rest. A breath that is the stillness of Ann’s hands on the piano. A half-note eternity.” This book is beyond impressive; it is consuming. Its name is Idaho and it belongs on everyone’s Favorites shelf.
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    Need closure

    It's an interesting read. There's mystery without suspense, horror without fear. I'd give 5 stars but I need closure. Why did Jenny do it?! Is Anne right??
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