Atonement, by Ian McEwan, kind of snuck up on me the same way Blindness did. I wasn’t expecting a lighthearted story, but I also wasn’t expecting something so tragic. I’m about half way through the book right now. The first half was spent getting to know a wealthy family in 1930s England. Particularly a little girl named Briony. I can relate to Briony in that she is always writing stories and I am always wanting to write a story. But then things take a turn, a terrible turn.
I’m really quite intrigued now, the book has finally reached the conflict it needs to capture my attention, to pull me along for the rest of the ride. I am also curious as to whether this is McEwan’s typical M.O. To run along, pulling the reader into the character’s everyday lives, tossing in the big plot point midway through the novel. Or maybe it just took me awhile to catch on.