|Author John Steinbeck|
It is a book that I will treasure for many years to come. It would have been great if it was a signed copy. I enjoy learning more about this man and his writing and his wonderful stories that came out of the everyday life's of ordinary people. This sounds like a great read and I can hardly wait, but first back to my English paper on Confessional poets during the Cold War. What are your favorite authors? Do you have any book collections? Look forward to hearing about it a comment.
About The Wayward Bus
The story of what happens on the bus ride, though it grips the reader from the first page to last, is not of paramount importance. What matters is the sense it gives people and how they react to one another - bewildered, aimless, driven by ordinary human impulses, restless and uneasy in our bewildered and aimless times.
Among the men and women of the book are a successful business man and his wife and daughter, a traveling salesman of funny gadgets (all of them invented by Steinbeck), a pimply yourth who is planning to study radar, a waitress infatuated with Clark Gable, a wise bus driver and Camille, who had - through no fault of her own - an irresistible lure for men. These and a few others are the people who make up this world. He tells us how much it is appetite - for food, for drink, for sex - and how much of it is dreams. When we are through we know them from their beginnings to their probable ends. We love the good in then and pity the bad. We know their personal tragedies, their comedies and their heart-hungers.