Friday, October 15, 2010

DANDELION WINE





Dandelion Wine, Ray Bradbury, Doubleday & Company, 1957, 239 pp


 Every time I start a book by Ray Bradbury, I groan and fume, then get bored and irritable. His sentences are so bad. I want to get out my red pen and act like a high school teacher. The characters are drawn in such an odd way that as a reader I get self conscious. I don't care about these everyday people, but then they start voicing those slightly skewed Bradbury thoughts and I recognize those ideas as ones I've had myself.

  Eventually I arrive in the world he has created, whether it is Mars or the Midwest. I can see, hear, smell and taste it. In Dandelion Wine, it is the summer world of a small Midwestern town; the summer as seen through the eyes of twelve-year-old Douglas Spaulding.

 As he gets his new summer sneakers and races around town, down into the ravine, across new-mown lawns, with his brother and his friends, he sees the young, the old, the eccentric, the sorrowful. He begins to get the whole picture of life because he is on the cusp between child and young adult. He is not entirely happy about it all.

 By the end I am left with recovered thoughts and pictures from my twelfth summer. I feel that tarnished innocence, that mixed feeling about adults, that urge to grow up stalled by the wish the remain a child. 

 Truly, I am not sure how he does it.


(Dandelion Wine is available in paperback at Once Upon A Time Bookstore.)

2 comments:

  1. I don't think his sentences are "bad" at all...Bradbury is THE master of the metaphor. But I'm glad at least you enjoyed the magic of "Dandelion Wine," this is one of my favorites of all time. Unfortunately, I didn't like the sequel, "Farewell Summer" nearly as well but then he DID write it some 50 years later. Long live Ray Bradbury!

    ~pamylla@gmail.com

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  2. Thanks for your comment Pamylla. I can tell you are a Bradbury fan!

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