My significant other read Out Stealing Horses somewhat recently, and when I told her I picked up Petterson’s newest, she said how beautiful and graceful his writing was. It seemed to me the word she was looking for was elegiac. I knew what it kind of meant, but couldn’t explain to her the sad majesty it represented. And she was absolutely right. It’s difficult because I think that River of Time touches on some very personal subjects, and maybe Out Stealing Horses does as well, but it seems easier to seem this dispassionate about events that are created rather than those I assume the author experienced.
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