As I Lay Dying by William Faulkner

My rating: 3/5 stars

I can see why people love this novel, but I’m just not there. Probably one of the most atmospheric books I’ve read, the tension mounts bit by bit with the sense that there’s always something sinister lurking beneath the surface. The dialect and stream-of-consciousness was brilliant — I really felt I was in Depression-era Mississippi. This is a novel that reveals itself in layers — ominous ones. I did like the multiple points of view, but I struggled to keep track of who was who at times. Ultimately, this didn’t conjure much emotion in me other than ‘I hope this doesn’t get worse for them’… but (spoiler), it does.

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