A little-known treat too often overshadowed by the plethora of angry American male writers from the mid-to-late 20th century. Sweet, funny, charming and deceptively gentle, Brautigan’s books have a laid back feel to them that eschew vitriol for realism and amiability. But beneath that veneer there is a heart that aches. And this one right here is a beautiful example.
In a small Pacific Northwest town we meet a young man who has shot dead his best friend with a gun. The novel deals with the repercussions of this tragedy: the anguish, regret, despair and bittersweet romance.
Typical of Brautigan’s singular style, So the Wind Won’t Blow It All Away is a beautifully written, brooding novel. Its autobiographical prose is a fitting epitaph to this complex, contradictory and often misunderstood writer.