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Aaah, Wednesday, or Hump Day as some of us affectionately refer to it. We’ve made it to the top of the hill, and now we’re moving toward the weekend. Today is the day we start cooking up all of the adventures we can get into during our two day respite, or at least think about the adventures we’ll get into when we read about them in our favorite books. In keeping with our Movember theme we take a look at another great American ‘stache and his stories, good ol’ Mark Twain and his unforgettable character, Huck Finn. Christina writes about her own brush with adventure as a reader and discusses the parts of the novel that kept her engaged.
Huckleberry Finn and Me (and You)
My husband traversed the country for work on and off for eight months last year. That left for some long, quiet nights here at my house, as he’s usually making all sorts of noise playing one of his instruments, singing, whistling, and telling me his thoughts on everything from physics to the Bible. It was awful without him. Books are typically at least part of what gets me through his absences, but the increased frequency of his trips last year left me desperate to find something to fill the noiseless void.
That’s when I found some Mark Twain books in audio version at the library and snatched up The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn. The satire gave me the much needed noise and entertainment I’d been missing in the evenings. Listening to the adventures Huckleberry conquered was almost as good as my husband’s chatter. And it wasn’t just the noise, but the way the story wove in and out of little snippets of Huck’s life. I felt like I was on the raft with Huck and Jim, though while they were busy dealing with irony after irony, I was actually washing dishes.
I adore a story with dozens of subplots and meanderings. Of course, good murder mysteries and a few other choice genres likely need a main focus without the sidetracks, but for the rest of fiction, I’m perfectly content getting lost in the ins and outs of everyday lives of the characters. It’s the reason those audio books by Mark Twain drew me in so.
So thanks, Mark Twain, for easing the distance between me and my love last year. And for the rest of you, get busy writing your own masterpiece that will help me fill the void of my husband’s future travels.