I finally did it! I read the Kite Runner.
It made a big splash in the literary circles a decade ago; the story of a boy growing up in Afghanistan, fleeing the Soviets, settling in America, and then going back to his childhood home on a mission of redemption. I liked it. And a lot of other people did too. I loved the simple sentences that managed to tell a complex tale.
In a strange kind of way, it reminded me of Mark Twain's The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn. Both books consisted of mischievous boys (Huckleberry in Adventures and Amir in Kite) coming of age, although the coming of age took a lot longer for Amir, as he was thirty-eight at the conclusion of the story.
Each book painted vivid descriptions of the locales, whether it be the Mississippi River or Kabul. And The Kite Runner was a great window into the life of Afghanistan. Overall, it was a great read, and I already have Khaled Hosseini's next book, A Thousand Splendid Suns, in my reading queue.
