Like the small, hard-scrabble town in which it is set, Kent
Haruf’s Plainsong is desolately
beautiful. The plot is comprised of a series of interlocking
stories that follow a high school teacher and his sons who are grappling with
the loss of their wife/mother to depression, a pregnant teenager whose
mother has kicked her out, two elderly bachelor brothers who live on an
isolated cattle farm, and an insightful, single teacher taking care of her
elderly father who has slipped into dementia. It sounds depressing, but though the lives of
the characters are certainly bleak, they demonstrate that they are tough,
rugged people who outlast the punishing blows life deals them to find joy,
peace, and beauty around them, in each other, and in themselves.

I read this book in about two days, devoting more time to it
than I have to any book I haven’t brought on a plane within the last year or
so. The plot wasn't what made it a a page-turner. I think I kept reading so fixedly because I came to care
about the characters too much to leave them in stasis; I had to press on and see them to the
satisfying conclusion they deserved.
(Apparently there is a movie version of this book, though I don't know anything about it. Let me know if you've seen it and think it's worth the time.)
(Apparently there is a movie version of this book, though I don't know anything about it. Let me know if you've seen it and think it's worth the time.)
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