Sometimes I Wonder

The initial wonder came not from the flow of events or the immense amount of detail and explanation, but rather the desire to read the novel. The title itself helped me get into the story. As weird as it may sound, the prologue made me want to read more. I just love the way N. Scott Momaday writes his story. At first, mostly because of complaints about the confusing path his story takes, I found myself agreeing with the rest of the class. Then I noticed that the way he writes to his readers is meant to confuse them. And if not, this is my theory. I feel like he wants his readers to get lost in the story, almost how Abel gets lost in the world around him and instead of dwelling on the things that the rest of his family and Native Americans dwell on, he lets himself get lost in the nature of the valley and his own thoughts. I let myself wonder about what he was talking about...then I let him go on and I found that I was able to make the connection between scenes, even though he doesn't make it obvious in the least bit. This novel definitely sparks some interest because I don't feel one specific way throughout it, and I don't get the feeling of annoyance or boredom from reading it.

Above everything, I love his detail. There is too much detail in regard to imagery as a whole, but it makes me like reading it. I find myself highlighting most of the imagery and  intense details put in to enhance the imagery he wants his readers to experience that I feel that I might have to switch highlighters soon...but I would rather stick with my yellow highlighter than go to my blue one. That's another story entirely. Overall, Momaday has created a novel where I am able to let myself go with the flow and not dwell on the sequence of events and making everything make perfect sense in order and such. I think I like reading this way and being able to have a vivid picture of everything abstract and concrete going on throughout the novel, no matter what scene or character.