Sunday, November 19, 2006

Till We Have Faces

Just finished re-reading C. S. Lewis' Till We Have Faces. What a wonderful book. The author's finest work of fiction, I believe. Lewis seems more immersed in his story here than elsewhere, letting it speak on a level that leaves his usual didcacticism--however fine and good-natured that trait often is in him--far behind. The story cannot be summarized in nifty little aphorisms. However, I did a quick search to find out what other bloggers have said, and discovered this helpful analysis at a very lit'rary blog called Iambic Admonit. Also, this blogger just finished it as well. Why does that seem kind of cool to me? That I can quickly discover on the Internet that another human being was reading the same book at the same time, and blogged about it on the same morning?

1 comment:

Iambic Admonit said...

Thanks for the link. Yes, I do believe it's CSL's best work of fiction (perhaps best work ever), and he thought so, too. Yes, it's very cool to know someone else has just finished reading it at the same moment! And, barring looking up & seeing someone closing the book on the bus or in the kitchen or across the dentist's waiting room near you, it's nice to be able to bloggily share thoughts. What are your other favorites? Who do you think is the greatest contemporary author of spiritual fiction?
~ Admonit