

If I ever felt like dying, I would do it just like this – in a dark, frozen forest, in the company of ghosts.
It‘s strange, but it worked for me. I imagine it won‘t work for every reader. If you dream a lot, really vivid dreams with places and people you know, it might speak to you. The author is writing from deep contexts of myth, faith, dreams, and love. I wouldn‘t read it again, but I give the author credit for doing something completely different and I enjoyed the journey. In fact, I may read it again. It‘s hard to say. It‘s that kind of book.
An odd little novella/short story that was a bit more Christian spiritual musings than Beckett-esque rumination on the universe for this reader. Obscure and indirect in a way that didn‘t bother me- a worthwhile read, if not an entirely convincing or moving one for me.
A man goes into the woods on a cold day. Things are strange. Is it a dream or a nightmare? Is it a spiritual awakening or a kind of religious allegory? It's a novella that's easy to mock, & I did roll my eyes at one point, but it also exerts a kind of force. I wanted to laugh it off, but couldn't. It's a tad hackneyed, but also unnerving & mystical. Something compels you to want to linger in these woods, but you also want to get away from it.