I'm
taking another run at Denis Johnson. I tried before with “Tree of
Smoke” and I just couldn't get out of the starting blocks. Maybe I
just wasn't ready to tackle a Viet Nam novel, and somehow it seemed
so very male. I gave up early. But I always feel a little guilty
when I abandon a book. So when I saw Johnson's new novella Train Dreams
(short read!) I decided to try again. I'm so glad I did.
The
story is simple (and still quite male) – it follows the life of
Robert Grainier, an orphaned boy who works on logging crews in the
Northwest in his youth, loses his wife and child to a wildfire, and
lives out his life in a remote cabin in Idaho where his only company
is wolves, coyotes and the sound of the train's whistle as it passes
through the valley two miles below him. He makes a modest living
using his horse cart for hauling, and rides the train to Bonners
Ferry when he's in need of supplies or human contact.
Doesn't
sound like much of a story? In Johnson's hands it becomes a spare,
honest portrait of a man's life. Grainier's existence is basic, but
his connection to nature is powerful and profound, and Johnson slips
effortlessly from the simple declarative sentences that describe
Grainier's unadorned life, including the occasional humorous
encounter with an odd assortment of characters peculiar to the
isolated West, to the evocative dream-like descriptions of his
experience of the force and mystery of the natural world.
You
can read this entire book on a plane ride or on a rainy afternoon. I
hope you will find it as powerful and absorbing as I did.
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