I finished reading the Book 'The Road' by Cormac McCarthy about a month back. Although i wasn't enthralled at the time of reading it has stuck with me (as only a very few novels have).
The day i was lent the book i drove to a burnt out forest that looked down over the sea. I sat in a cave and began to read. Oddly, the story is set in a similiar scene to where i found myself that day. Although, in the novel, the characters are trying to get to the sea and everything is destroyed and burnt out.
I mention this book as it seemed to have a deep impact this week. Australia has just witnessed it's worst natural disaster on record with the 'Victorian Fires'. Many lives sadly lost and many others left terribly injured and/or homeless. It hits home as i'm often reminded of the fragility of life on earth. As pointed out in 'The Road', isolation and desolation are real in who we are as humans but so too is courage and desperate perseverance.
