The Patron Saint of Liars by Ann Patchett

It’s been too long since I read something from Ann Patchett. This one is her first published novel, and it felt just as great as the rest. As usual, it’s a slow plot that dives deeply into a few interesting, endearing characters.

I can never get enough of Patchett’s wonderful writing style. I’ve recently read some more mystery-style novels that get me hooked because I want to know how the story will turn out. By contrast, Patchett gets me hooked because I enjoy the experience of reading the book. The plot itself isn’t typically all that riveting. I always want to keep reading, but it’s much easier to put the book down at bedtime or whenever else I need to be done, and I appreciate that. It makes for a more relaxing read.

Despite how much I enjoyed The Patron Saint of Liars, I’m not sure that I really “get it” yet. I’m perplexed by the protagonist, Rose. Many of her individual episodes seem relatable, but in aggregate her life looks wild to me. How could anyone live like that? And why would they? I’m sure Patchett deliberately made Rose an extreme character, and I’m still thinking about why. I look forward to discussing it with my wife and a few friends who are reading it at the same time.