Skipping all the books I read and didn’t blog about…
Last week I finished two of Neil Peart’s books: Ghost Rider: Travels on the Healing Road and Traveling Music: Playing Back the Soundtrack to My Life and Times. Read ’em one after the other, and they’re good. He’s an entertaining prose writer and one of the best travel writers I’ve read. You can read about his more recent travels at his “slow blog” News, Weather and Sports (I hope that’s a permanent url).
Aside from the travel writing, he’s developed a language to describe the inner workings of the human soul. I need to go back through these books sometime to copy those parts, since I have great trouble translating all that internal stuff into words. He and I share some internal weirdnesses, too, and it was a bit of a relief to read someone who can identify and describe them. He does it in an easy offhand way with the ideal words and insights to capture their feel and taste.
One caveat for us Catlickers: he’s a devout and militant atheist. You’ll roll your eyes once in a while.