Showing posts with label Marilynne Robinson. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Marilynne Robinson. Show all posts

Friday, 19 December 2025

Reading in the liminal: The books that hold us between seasons

A cozy reading corner featuring a stack of five books on a wooden shelf: "Blue Nights" by Joan Didion, "Stoner" by John Williams, "Gilead" by Marilynne Robinson, "Outline" by Rachel Cusk, and "Foster" by Claire Keegan. Beside the books are a ceramic mug, reading glasses, and a folded wool blanket, all illuminated by natural light from an adjacent window.
There is a particular kind of reading that feels like standing in a doorway, neither fully in nor fully out.

Not every book asks for deep attention, but some arrive quietly and stay with you longer than expected. They don’t rush to a resolution or pull you along with pace. Instead, they hold space, for a mood, a shift, a moment that hasn't yet found its shape.