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This one never quite got off the page for me. Couple of reasons why: 1) The structure of the book--loosely connected novellas and stories--keeps the reader from getting to know any of the characters, constantly introducing new ones just when you get interested in the last, and totally abandoning a few who clearly have a lot more to say. 2) The component parts of the whole felt workshoppy--craft-wise, theyre all a little too on the nose, and rarely did McCann offer any surprises to ameliorate how predictable all of it felt. 3) Many of the characters’ connections came off as forced vehicles to further the novel’s theme of inter-connectedness rather than as naturalistic development of plot or personality. 4) Not enough diversity of language to accommodate the diversity of the characters; at times, they all sounded alike and I would forget whose story I was reading.

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When you google “Let the Great World Spin” together with “weave”, you get something like 130,000 hits. I guess that makes sense. It’s the natural, albeit overused, word for what McCann did so well: tell multiple stories about multiple people with multiple themes, focusing on one point-of-view at a time, but with enough overlap to bind them together. (I tried to come up with a more distinctive metaphor, but my spinning disc with multi-colored curves coming from the center like one of those psychedelic swirl lollipops smacked of trying too hard.)

Anyway…

This was a very good book. I liked the way it was structured, with Frenchman Philippe Petit’s historic walk on a tightrope between the Twin Towers in 1974 as the common strand in most of the stories. For any of you who saw Man on Wire, you know this was a pretty cool, real-life event. McCann’s 10 other stories seemed like they could have been true, too. With millions of stories in the Naked City to work with, the challenge was to come up with a representative subset. And to combine them in the manner of a spinning disc with multi-colored curves coming from the center like one of those psychedelic swirl lollipops. (OK, I see it now: “weave” truly is better.)

The cast of characters is as engaging as it is varied. We meet a modern-day urban monk, his brother from Ireland, mother-daughter prostitutes with hearts of something less clichéd than gold (though not like greasy black banana peels either), an unfortunate society lady whose son had been in Vietnam, her husband the municipal judge, her new friend in a support group who didn’t know quite what to make of her (with race as a complicating factor), the nerdy developers who gave birth to the internet, an art photographer with a specialty in tagging, an artistic couple with integrity in varying degrees, and the daughter of one of the hookers, sent away and now grown, returning to tie up a few of the stories’ loose ends. Phillippe features, too, though not always as a focal point.

The writing, I thought, was top notch. The plots were engrossing and the descriptions gave a real sense of time and place. Plus, McCann lays out his words with a real rhythmic flair. Spun or woven, read and enjoy.


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SURPRISING. LUMINESCENT. ENGROSSING.

Despite depressing themes; in gratitude of lambent prose that sparkles and twinkles across the page, Colum McCann’s, ‘Let the Great World Spin’ is a joy to read.

“NOBODY FALLS HALFWAY”
(Pg. 149 -- B&N Digital Edition)

After reading the prologue I thought, “Wow. I’m going to like this novel.” By page fifty-five or so, though, I was ready to give it two stars and lament how I should have known better than to read a book by anyone with ‘Mc’ in their name. Native-born Irish writers are all so frustratingly depressing.

By page ninety-five, a complete turnaround; I was thinking, “Hot-damn, WOW! This fellow is an incredible writer,” and was eager to award his novel at least four stars. It’s poetry. It’s lyrical. It’s luxurious. It’s literature. And it’s me who’s lovin’ it.

So much for my proclivities toward ethnic-author stereotyping.

“ The world spins. We stumble on. It is enough.
(Pg. 309 – B&N Digital Edition)

Recommendation: Pick up this award winning novel for a delightful read.

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I just finished Let the Great World Spin. WOW, I loved this book. You read it for the words, the thoughts that arise in you as you listen. You do not read this book for the plot. Maybe even parts are implausible, but that does not lessen the impact of the words. You cannot understand every line as you listen. Impossible. This is a book about life and how it whirls around you and how everything and everyone is interconnected.

How can I describe this book..... it is poetry that does not rhyme. If I extract a few lines to show you, you will miss their import. They are part of the context, each line related to the next. Just as people are...

Absolutely excellent narration. Some stories are fun. Some are sad. You get a perfect balance. You will not understand more if you read the paper book. To understand you have to stop and think and each one of us will come up with a different explanation. There is no right explanation.

Do not be scared to read this book because you hear that is composed of different stories. It is, but they do all relate to each other. By the end you have learned about the lives of several disparate characters, maybe not every detail, but who they really are, what motivates and moves them. You see life and death and growth and disintegration and the world spins on with us little specks on the surface. But regardless of our smallness, we are each one of us important to each other.

I loved this book.

There are many other reviews out there. If you want to know the factual details of who does what and the role of each character, read another review. Me, I do not advise reading this book for its plot. I will just say this: Philippe Petit and his tightrope act between the Twin Towers of the World Trade Center, that is today now long gone, really did happen in NYC in 1974. The rest is wonderful, imaginative fiction.

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Narrators: Richard Poe, Gerard Doyle, Carol Monda, Johanna Parker, Ramon de Ocampo, Chris Sorensen, Patricia R. Floyd, Jim Frangione, Alma Cuervo, Lizan Mitchell, and Cherise Boothe.



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Ah, Dear God, this man knows how to write and send the human soul soaring after the resurrection from the dark night of the spirit. Funny story: I met Colum at the Yale Writers Conference at a lecture on writing at the Quinnipiac Club in New Haven. (Sorry, if that may sound pretentious: its only just the setting for the back story.) Colum spoke with a gripping presentation and every word was a bullet about the fine art, the holy art, the desperate art of writing literary fiction. At one point he started to talk about plot and then broke off mid-sentence and said, @Forget it. Plot is juvenile.@ As a Dubliner his respect for James Joyce clearly was both obligatory and immense: it would be unpatriotic to show anything less than enduring homage to the greatest literary novelist of the 20th century when Colum, himself, aspired to be the same in the 21st. So at the end of his discourse, ending with the caution that one should @Try not to be a dick,@ he asked for questions. So I raised a hand to posit a singularly dickish question, indeed, the most dickish question ever conceived to spring upon a good natured Irishman, as he certainly appeared to be. My question: @If James Joyce based Ulysses upon story lines emanating from Homers Odyssey, then how is plot juvenile?@ I know, I blush to recall such dickishness in a Pantheon of the Ivy League, no less. But his response was inspiring: @Its all about the words,@ said Colum. @Its all about the words.@ So a long queue forms to buy his paperback novels and gain a valued autograph: a man of the blue collar has to make a living, after all. So I sally forth near the head of the line and buy three novels for him to sign, including @Let the Great World Spin.@ Waiting patiently, my turn finally comes to shake hands with someone I have never before read or even heard of. I see from his bio that he teaches Creative Writing at CUNY and is, as expected, a James Joyce aficionado of the first order. I identify myself straight-away: @Im the dick who asked you the question about the plot of Ulysses. I try but sometimes cannot help myself when it comes to being a dick.@ He politely replies, @I know.@ And he smiles beneath his pork pie hat. Because now I am redeemed as a patron, a sponsor, a book buyer holding three of his award-winning novels, chosen randomly, in my hand. @My daughter graduated from CUNY. Hunter College. An English major. I hope to live long enough into my 90s to pay back the college loans for tuition as she was an out-of-state student (CT).@ He smiles, again. @I asked you my question to draw you out on the value of plot. Because I wrote the American sequel to Ulysses and its humble plot follows naturally from James Joyce and Homer.@ So he pauses and asks, @Whats it called?@ I answer, @Bloomsday: The Bostoniad. The novel takes place in Boston after the War in Vietnam.@ This response resonates with Colum McCann at Yale. @Whats your favorite quote from Ulysses?@ he wants to know. I reply, that its the last one of the novel by Molly Bloom: @yes I said yes I will Yes.@ So he pens into the novel a brief note to me in @Let the Great World Spin@: @perhaps, I said, perhaps.@ Then he gives me the name of a connection in Dublin to whom I should send the manuscript of @Bloomsday@ if Im interested in foreign rights. I am. So I send the MS to his connection and I hear nothing after a heroic couplet of months. Although I may be an occasional dick, I am also a patient man. So while possibly waiting for Godot, I read Colums novel, which has won a National Book Award and guess what? It turns out to be a masterpiece literary novel. The ultimate compliment I can give to any novel is that I wish I had written it. And so it is with @Let the Great World Spin.@ Its a genius work ending with these words of wisdom: @The world spins. We stumble on. It is enough.@ If you have better advice, I would love to hear it. For the love of all thats holy, write me, Brendan. And try not to be a dick.

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