I read Moonglow in January, then wrote up a very short review. Forgot about it until recently. Might as well share it now. Released last November, Moonglow is the latest novel from Pulitzer Prize-winning author Michael Chabon. Except it's a bit more and a bit less than that; a hybrid of sorts. The publisher calls it, "an autobiography wrapped in a novel disguised as a memoir." The book begins with a bang, then takes some time introducing characters and concepts that will play important roles in the book's narrative. The narration is by a character named Michael Chabon, a barely fictionalized analog of the author, but is not explicitly about him. The story is based loosely on Chabon's own family history, except with plenty of deviations, artistic license, and other influences woven in to create a novelistic memoir of slyly epic proportions. Our narrator acts as our conduit to the story of his family tree. His grandfather is seriously ill and nearing the ...
we are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars