Philip Roth’s book, “The Ghost Writer,” leaves one feeling that the book should be discussed in an American Literature class. There is so much to discuss. It needs to be analyzed in detail –all the clever lines need to be underlined and studied. I haven’t read Philip Roth for some time, but reading this makes me want to change all that. This book was recommended for December reading in “ A Reader’s Book of Days” by Tom Nissley. “The Ghost Writer” was published in 1979, twenty years after his famous first novel, “Goodbye, Columbus.” I love to read books with a winter setting during the snow-filled days. The opening line of the book is, “It was the last daylight hour of a December afternoon more than twenty years ago….” A young twenty three year old published writer has been invited to the home in upper New York of his idolized writer of Jewish extraction who is fifty-six years old. This older gentleman is very self-effacing as he gains the attention of the younger generation. What draws out in the next twelve or more hours is the adoration of the twenty three year old writer looking for a father figure to understand and appreciate his art as a Jewish writer. The introduction of the famous author’s wife and a young refugee from Europe act out a drama that the writer begins a fantasy and imaginational dream about that validates him as a loyal Jew.
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