Okay, fair’s fair. I began this blog by whining about many of my favorite authors’ penchant for abandoning characters and styles of writing I grew to love in their early fiction. Barbara Kingsolver is one I didn’t mention. In my opinion, she’s never matched the genius of Pigs in Heaven.
Until recently, that is. One Saturday morning I arrived at the Benjamin Hooks Central Library just as the doors opened, which meant there was a chance I would find something on the 7-day shelf that I would want to read.
Indeed I did. There was a copy of Lacuna and I didn’t even know Ms.K had a new book out. It felt like what my Cajun friends would call lagniappe. When I realized how enchanting the book is, how much I love the plot, characters, everything about it, it felt even more so. The book is back at the library now but I’m quite sure I’ll succumb to the urge to purchase my own copy. It belongs on my “keeper” shelf, right next to Pigs in Heaven.
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