First, before I continue with today’s post: THANK YOU, MR. PRESIDENT!
It’s been seven years this summer since I read As Meat Loves Salt by Maria McCann, and I still find it very difficult to talk about. I would call it one of my favorite books of all time, and yet I can’t easily discuss it with anyone. My closest friends either love it or hate it…or hate to love it. I’ve been considering reading it again, but I remember the last time I read it (the first and only time), I was so breathless with it that I felt as though I’d lived a lifetime in the day or so that it took me to devour it. The characters haunted me to the point that I felt as though I walked around in their world for weeks on end after reading it. I couldn’t shake them. I couldn’t get them out of my heart or mind.
I still can’t listen to certain songs that were playing in my car during the time that this book occupied my life. For example, this song is always and forever associated with Jacob for me.
I recommend the book entirely. I can’t talk to you about it, though, not beyond this. Maybe if I do risk reading it again this summer I might make another entry in which I actually talk about it more. I guess, for now, I just want to say that this is an amazing, underrated, overlooked book. It’s the kind of book that I’m not sure I could ever get used to or stop feeling strongly about.
I’m rambling now. Buy the book. It’s worth it.