Dear Cormac McCarthy,
You’re one interesting man. Your writing is simple yet very complex, dark, deep, and so many other things, which I will admit can get very confusing at times. I had to read The Road for both my Philosophy class this year and my Creative Writing class last year. Obviously, my teacher thinks you have something to contribute to our class. Which is true, you did contribute to both classes.
For Creative Writing our teacher opened our eyes, with your writing, and showed us that inevitably every one of us will have our own style of writing. Maybe one has some attitude in their tone of writing, one may write with fragments, another that is clearly structured and a thought is not out of place, much less a period. It may not make complete sense to everyone else, but for us, it would, it’s our writing, if someone chooses to read it, great, if not, no loss no harm. That’s just how it is. If one wants to be a writer then they will have to get a thick skin and think in this mentality, and maybe their book will be award winning, fragments, simplicity, complexity and all.
Philosophy is a little, well a lot, more different. We read your story with much more depth, much more insight. This dark empty world, does it resemble ours? Does it show us what is important in life? Is it even supposed to show any of this? Was it merely a story of a son and his father, or rather a father and his son? Will my questions ever be answered? Probably not. But this is all kind of the point. Isn’t it?
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