The Goldfinch by Donna Tartt (re-read)

So much of this book is so harrowing–such anxiety–yet I take immense pleasure in it. It’s incredibly detailed, relentlessly suspenseful, richly imagined, and deeply dark (though not without its spots of light). Its structure is more or less straightforward–it only jumps back and forth a little–and it really just reads like a good old fashioned story, still one of my favorites, and definitely deserving of its Pulitzer.

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