So, the book I read this week was an adventure. In it, the main character decides he wants an adventure. He ventures out, meets up with many people in the course of it. He then grows lonely for home. He has difficulty finding his home. Until he realizes the magic answer of how to get there, and the story ends with him happy in his bed.
This story could cover so many plots of different adult books, written by all sorts of authors from famous juggernauts of authors to lesser known scribblers. Hitting in the middle of that spectrum, my very own co-blogger wrote a short stories novel (all the short stories string together into one narrative) about a boy who has a series of adventures. It deals with the adventures, then deals with the search by the narrator of a metaphysical home of his own. A place where he feels comfortable and happy (even if it’s a state of being instead of a physical place). The book I read for this week doesn’t cover his book however. If you’re interested in reading more about his book, go here. http://www.amazon.com/Bones-Buried-Dirt-David-Atkinson/dp/0983553033
It could also describe the plot of a book I just read, Rabbit Runs (even with my hate for the main character), where Rabbit gets tired of his life, so heads out to have an adventure, has the adventures, begins to long for “home”, goes home, then decides the “home” he thought isn’t the “home” he wants. So he leaves for more adventures.
But obviously, I wouldn’t be writing about Rabbit Runs again.
Richard Powers listed this book in his top ten books.
The book is a children’s book. Most likely you have read this, had it read to you and if you have children, read it to your children. Joseph Owens, if you’re reading this, if you have not bought this already, please do so. Even if you won’t be reading it for a few more months. The illustrations in this book are so simple, and the narration is not overly complex. Harold and the Purple Crayon was written by Crockett Johnson. I enjoyed reading this book throughout my childhood. I was a very advanced and sophisticated reader (for being a kid haha) and even when I was 9 or 10, I still loved reading Harold and The Purple Crayon. Amelia, my daughter, born in the world of electronics and flashy animation, also adores Harold and the Purple Crayon, even without a flash and a sizzle like many things made for kids today have.
In the story, Harold uses his purple crayon to draw an adventure for himself. He goes for a walk, that takes him all over. Then he decides he wants to go home. He keeps drawing windows, hoping that one of them is his. He can’t figure it out. Then discovers what he sees out of his window. He draws it, climbs through and ends the night safely tucked into his bed. But the plot of Harold could really be the plot of a lot of books. You strip some books of all their words, and the story of Harold and The Purple Crayon would remain.
If you happen to be an oddity and haven’t read this book, please pick up a copy and do. You can find it quite inexpensively in the children’s section of your bookstore. Or, check it out from the library. Read it to your kids. Read it to yourself. You’ll like it 🙂