Moving

Concluded The Corrections the other night to move on to Peter Carey's True History of the Kelly Gang. Looking forward to a change of continent, a change of period. But this is not to say I tired of Mr Franzen's fine novel.

In fact, if anything I think it got better towards the end. This surprised me as I half-expected the high energy narrative to run out of steam (a feature of a number of recent novels, I feel, especially American ones.) But the more I found myself understanding the Lambert family and their dysfunctionality, the more I felt emotionally engaged in their story. And father Alfred's deterioration over the final third of the novel was wonderfully, tenderly done.