Meandering - The Guersney brings an interesting concept to mind

The Westmount library in Montreal is a havre  - in French. A haven, I suppose in English. I have not had the luck to visit England - and Europe, for such a long time. But, I am certain, the atmosphere is quite reminiscent of this wonderful place that is both lovely in terms of architecture and so welcoming to the visitor.

The librarian recommended the Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Society when I brought back L'Élégance du Hérisson - my ultimate favorite book. The Guernsey is a sweet and clever epistolary story where the accumulation of letters are the building blocks that create the main character. Each signataire of the letter testifies as to who she is. We discover a woman of great courage and integrity who looses her life defending the values she truly believes in. I like that. I like to think of myself as someone who also makes choices - that might to others seems like sacrifices - but make me happy because I am true to who I am. And, mostly to what I believe in.

In the book - or was it written about the book - there is the idea of meandering. I love that word. It is not as cliché as some words can be - serendipidy, for example (a cute word that feels good to the mouth but that is almost too cute like a small town in Maine on Highway One). No; meandering is a wavy word. It is sinuous. It embarks the reader and follows a road - a path - but without a GPS. It leads you where luck and coincidence meet. Meandering. I love the concept. Radio - especially NPR - is a meandering medium. I wonder what M. Mc Luhan would think about that.

I should have cleverly thought about that when I was in college pursuing my graduate degree in Communication. Ah. Well. So. Be. It.

Talk about meandering will be a topic I probably will return too soon. Like a modus vivendi. Two good names for blogs by the way....

http://www.randomhouse.com/rhpg/guernsey//book/