I believe language can either lend a hand to the undiscovered parts of you or it can be the bridge collapsing midway leading you nowhere. It’s so important to connect to the language, to words as they are written, to thoughts as they are shared. And, when there is a shift of interest & disinterest for a book, reading it feels like a chore.

~ No Country For Old Men, was a title I expected to like but didn’t as yet. It’s a story revolving around the chain of events that take place after Llewellyn Moss comes across a situation where he is bound to make a choice between opting for money &  his routine life devoid of fatal risks. Alongside him, the character of Chigurh who’s also the other point of the story & whose capability to kill yet feel nothing thereafter is the other aspect of this book.
~ Initially, the first few  pages were intriguing but then for around 100 pages or so, I felt the author got more into details & descriptions of scenes that didn’t need much attention.
~There were a few parts I liked, some really good lines I liked & underlined but I didn’t quite like to read much about violence with money at its centre. Maybe it’s because of the current times that I couldn’t read it as it’s supposed to be read.
~ The dialogues are precise, & the sentences flow against punctuation.
~ There are 100 more pages to go & I don’t give up on books. So, I’ll hope to get back to this book once I’m in the right state of mind to do so.

“It’s not about knowin where you are. It’s about thinkin you got there without taking anything with you. Your notions about startin over. Or anybody’s. You dont start over. That’s what it’s about. Ever step you take is forever. You cant make it go away. None of it.”

~ As in the above quote, it takes time to get used to McCarthy’s writing style.