The Road by Cormac McCarthy.
Only about thirty pages into this book I was just about ready to put it down and never pick it up again. Reason? I really don't like children. There's nothing like a child to infuriate me into impossible dimensions. They're an inconvenience in any given situation and in The Road whats left of humanity is dealing with a lot of serious post-apocalyptic stuff. However, I did decide to soldier on and continue. I have after all finished much more maddening books.
Skip forty pages ahead and I was thoroughly hooked.
In a post-apocalyptic world a man and his child are travelling along a road. Everything is gone. It burned down and there's nothing left. Except the Road. And surviving.
It's dark, oh so dark, yet just when you think it can't get any worse... it lets you up for air and the sun finds its way through the clouds for just a moment. And that's when McCarthy will pull you under again and bury you under the ashes of his post-apocalyptic world.
McCarthy is an author of few words - what you get is what you need to make your brain go in all kinds of dark directions.
It was an amazing ride. 10/10 would go again.
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