Vellum

I literally don't know what I just read. It's beautiful, but nearly indecipherable. The prose is magnificent, almost poetic, with occasional alliteration as well as run on sentences that make internal sense. It has many story lines, including at least one that is meta. What it doesn't have is a discernable plot. The story line is non-linear, jumping between past, ancient past, future, and present. If it weren't for the book's description on jacket flap, I would have never known what it was supposed to be about. Reading it was a cross between joy and penance. I've read lots of reviews of the book, and they are all over the place. Many people love it, many people hate it. Enough people gave it love to get several awards nominations, winning the Gaylactic Spectrum Award for 2007. I would not have been so generous. That probably means I wouldn't like James Joyce's "Ulysses" if I were ever to attempt that novel.

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