I just finished reading Black Swan Green and I absolutely loved it. It has left me with a warm, satisfied feeling that I anticipate will last the day. I feel very peaceful and dreamlike after a good book. Like I just ate a delicious new dish with a fine glass of wine.
There was a portion of the book that talked about another novel called Le Grand Meaulnes (The Wanderer) by Alain Fournier. I was so excited by this as I read this little novel (the English version) last summer. It was one of favourite reads. Both are about the magic, the pain, the mystery and endless discoveries of childhood and adolescence. It struck me how little we really change as we age. We just forget the awesomeness of discovery we had as kids, the absolute wonder as truths unfold. We also tend to forget the insecurity, occasional self loathing and painful desire to either fit in, or disappear.
Just as I was finishing the last page, the most wicked and powerful storm struck up with torrential rains, booming thunder & tree bending winds. I was filled with overpowering joy witnessing this. Then the sun came out.
It was a perfect ending.