“The gravel pit was about a mile east of town, and the size of a small lake, and so deep that boys under sixteen were forbidden by their parents to swim there.” So begins another great framed story, “So Long, See You Tomorrow,” by the great William Maxwell. What begins as a somewhat mysterious digression, circles round to a powerful conc…
“The gravel pit was about a mile east of town, and the size of a small lake, and so deep that boys under sixteen were forbidden by their parents to swim there.” So begins another great framed story, “So Long, See You Tomorrow,” by the great William Maxwell. What begins as a somewhat mysterious digression, circles round to a powerful conclusion, where we don’t need another description of that place, or even its name, because we now feel its stoney depth in our hearts.
“The gravel pit was about a mile east of town, and the size of a small lake, and so deep that boys under sixteen were forbidden by their parents to swim there.” So begins another great framed story, “So Long, See You Tomorrow,” by the great William Maxwell. What begins as a somewhat mysterious digression, circles round to a powerful conclusion, where we don’t need another description of that place, or even its name, because we now feel its stoney depth in our hearts.
I love that book, too.
LOVE that book!
A book I revisit often ❤️
My “Books to Read” list has grown so much longer since Story Club started.
Same, Sara!