remember anansi the spider? maybe a lot of people don't and my memoriy for folk lore stories comes from my librarian mother and all the characters she dressed up as for storytelling days at her school. anyways, anansi was a trickster. a god. a spider. in african folklore. so neil gaiman (i think that's his name), who happens to be one of rach's favorite authors, wrote this lovely book about anansi, but relly it's about his sons. if you read it, you will laugh your ass off. i promise. my favorite thing he does is the way he write inner dialogue, he's just really funny. and the book is exciting, and it's full of different dialects, personality types, locations, etc etc, and it's just a fast and quite enjoyable read. i highly reccomend you check it out when seeking some entertaining fiction.
an epistle from a dying father to his son... john ames is a seventy six year old preacher in iowa writing a letter for his six year old son to read when he grows up... the book is a little bit about everything... love, peace, tolerance, grace, forgiveness, redemption... it's just really really good... parts of it made me think of my family, things made me laugh (tying a piece of hot dog to a string to have a cat play chase with you), and things made me cry. i thought it was a lovely book and might post a few passages later once my folks have finished reading it.