Oct 19, 2014
Tibetan Peach Pie, by Tom Robbins
So I've never read any of Robbins' novels, but having read his memoir, I now very much want to. Robbins has a way with words that is utterly unique and enjoyable; much of the book is laugh out loud funny, and Robbins' observations are keen. The book progresses more or less chronologically, from Robbins' Appalachian boyhood to his time as a meteorologist with the Air force to the beginnings of a beatnik lifestyle in Richmond, Virginia to his eventually settling in La Conner, Washington, peppered all the way with his various wives and girlfriends. I'm not usually one for memoir or biography, but this was such a pleasure to read. He is clearly a singular soul, and I look forward to discovering a similar originality in his fiction.