House Made of Dawn
Synopsis from Goodreads:
The magnificent Pulitzer Prize-winning novel of a proud stranger in his
native land.
He was a young American Indian named Abel, and he lived in two worlds. One was that of his father, wedding him to the rhythm of the seasons, the harsh beauty of the land, the ecstasy of the drug called peyote. The other was the world of the twentieth century, goading him into a compulsive cycle of sexual exploits, dissipation, and disgust. Home from a foreign war, he was a man being torn apart, a man descending into hell.
He was a young American Indian named Abel, and he lived in two worlds. One was that of his father, wedding him to the rhythm of the seasons, the harsh beauty of the land, the ecstasy of the drug called peyote. The other was the world of the twentieth century, goading him into a compulsive cycle of sexual exploits, dissipation, and disgust. Home from a foreign war, he was a man being torn apart, a man descending into hell.
Review:
This was a new kind of read for me. It was different. I’m still sort of
reeling from the book. This book felt very political for me. Which I wasn’t
expecting with in turn left a bitter taste in my mouth because then it felt
that the author had an agenda that he wasn’t willing to divulge to his readers.
I wanted to enjoy the book, but it seemed mundane and wordy to me. I
hope to read this again soon, and hopefully get a better feel, a deeper sense
of what the author was trying to convey.
I did find it well written (minus the wordy-ness) and poetic, and even
though this can be read in one sitting, I would recommend reading this more
than once to better understand the contents, the quotes, the characters, and
their relationships.
I do recommend this book.
I borrowed this book from my local library.
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