Peter Hessler
Why is this writer at his best when he doesn’t try to be a journalist?
a blog about travel literature
Why is this writer at his best when he doesn’t try to be a journalist?
Is this an effort in soul searching or rather a classic work about China?
Does true poetry only flourish in the depths of the wilderness?
Was this a 14th-century fact finding mission or just another medieval mystery tale?
Is this book more about contemplation or more about adventure?
Is this guy a missionary or is he really a spy?
Did the best mountaineer ever write the best book about mountaineering ever?
Why is it so much fun to read Medieval travel stories that are at least partly untrue?
How was an otherwise good travel book spoiled by too much preaching?
Are we looking at a career-obsessed explorer or at a blueprint for Indiana Jones?
Are the errors in this book due to poor editing or is this an expert who doesn’t know his craft?
Are these travel memoirs worth reading, or has censorship ruined them?
Is China really that quirky, or do we sometimes just want things to be a certain way?
Did conservative ethics turn this great adventure story into such a slow read?
Is this just a book about three ladies taking it slow, or is it an epic adventure?