To Love Reading The Road...

The novel, The Road has intrigued me in a very strange way. I only read to hope to find out what has happened to the world. This book is written in a unique form. It is almost just memories that come to mind and are jotted down like a journal almost. There are clues throughout the passage where you find out if you are reading about the past of the present. The author teaches the reader to be ready to jump back and forth. It is as if someone is schizophrenic or something because it is a very real and intense story, but it is told in third person. I suppose McCarthy wants the reader to be an observer of Papa and son not actually get inside the mind and become either of these characters. Obviously the author thinks the story will have a greater effect if it is told from a lookers point of view.  The novel is written to give bits and pieces of memories. The story is written in a memory type setting and we only experience what the third party member wishes to tell us. 

I also wanted to touch on how this story could be considered a love story. I think it is a story only driven by love. There is a love for another person that drives survival. The mother of the son completely gives up on love and wants to die instead of live. Papa on the other hand does everything because of his love for his son. The novel thus far has not explained what has happened to the world, but so far I can tell that there is not very much love in the world only sadness and death. I think McCarthy makes perfect sense by claiming his novel is about love. I would not consider it a romantic love story, but about the love that ties families together. The type of love that gives strength to survival.