Reading other writers.

I’m not sure which is my true passion – reading or writing. There are books which I slowly consume in order to enjoy every last bit…and there are books that I must devour and cannot put down (and enjoy ever bit as much). The book I read this weekend falls into the latter category, alongside such favorites as Crossing California by Adam Langer and Sweet Invisible Body by Lisa Roney. This weekend, I found myself devouring yet another book, one by the name of Schuyler’s Monster.

Is it because I’ve been a lurker on the author’s website for the past couple of years? Perhaps. I’m sure when Laurie‘s book is published later this year I will feel a need to devour yet another book. (OK, OK, I’m sure I’ll never get over the amount of talent I’ve been surrounded with as part of the greater blogging community, whether the journalistic style of Amy and Kassie or the more literary types.) With each of my previous examples of books I simply cannot put down, there has been some sort of connection or another. Crossing California set in Chicago; Sweet Invisible Body being a memoir about living with type 1 diabetes.

But the book is receiving all sorts of attention, from People to Weekend America to excerpts published in other national magazines. So it isn’t just little old lurker me with my review on GoodReads …

“A father takes us on his family’s difficult journey. From the moment she was six months old, Schuyler captivated her father. Little did he and his wife know at the time, but they were in for quite the ride, filled with sadness and despair, as they slowly discovered the cause behind Schuyler’s inability to speak. Robert Rummel-Hudson tells it like it was, full of strain on their marriage, on relations with complete know-it-all strangers, and with teachers and administrators who thought they knew what was best for their daughter. His ability to find humor in even some of the darkest moments amazes me, as does his attempts to reconcile feelings about the existence of God in light of his daughter’s struggles with her monster – bilateral perisylvian polymicrogyria.”