Kimberlee Conway Ireton

Today’s book pick is from my friend Matt Swanson, who’s had several essays and poems published in “journals you have never heard of.” (I’d still like to know what they are, though…) He’s also written three short screenplays that are slated for production, and he writes “a superfluous little blog” (his words, not mine!) called Let’s Review… He’s pictured here with his adorable baby girl.

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If you have not read John Irving’s novel A Prayer For Owen Meany, you should go and read it right now (and I do mean right now, as in stop reading this and go get the book. Now.)

As of last count I have read Owen Meany seven times, and I have every intention of reading it seven more. It is my security blanket, my comfort food, and my favorite threadbare armchair all rolled into one; familiar as a smile, warm as an embrace. I love this book.

There are so many reasons to cherish this book (the masterful storytelling, the graceful writing, the indelible characters, the incredible humor, etc.), but the thing that holds this novel together is the same thing that holds it dear to my heart: Owen Meany himself.

Easily the most memorable character in twentieth century fiction, Owen lives his life with the kind faith and certainty that most of us can only dream about. Diminutive and disadvantaged though he is, Owen sees the world with crystal-clear focus, and he has the enviable (if burdensome) gift of always being right. He is smart, passionate, and fearless, and he makes the universe more interesting for his presence in it. Owen is the person I wish I could be, and the friend I strive to be for others. Owen Meany is a miracle.

There is so much more to be said about this book, but most of that needs to be said by you—after you read it.

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