Besides picking the Bible back up, with being home and having a lot less time in the car, I’ve started reading a lot more too. (I wish I could read in the car, but I get way too car sick). Recently we cleared out our bookshelves and took a good sized load of unwanted books over to the Book Barn in Niantic. They took what they could and we ended up with about $30 in credit (you can take your trade-ins as cash, but you get less than if you choose credit). I’d brought along a list of books that I’d been wanting to pick up, and we set to work scouring the shelves for what I had on my list. We ended up going to all three of their locations, and we weren’t able to find everything, but we were able to make a good sized dent in my list, spend the complete $30 credit, and even pick up a few spur-of-the-moment books that I hadn’t been searching for but that looked good.
I went through their entire graphic novel section, carefully reading every title and pulling out anything that looked interesting. I love graphic novels, and I’m always searching for new titles. The biggest draw for me though is the art. I just can’t read a graphic novel with unappealing art, no matter how good the story is. Well, I lucked out in numerous categories with Paul Has a Summer Job (in this review the guy calls it “the Canadian Blankets, only shorter) by Michel Rabagliati.
The artwork reminds me of comics found in the New Yorker, and while I’m typically not a fan of those, all together in this book I really enjoyed the art. It was fluid and Rabagliati is obviously comfortable in his style. Apparently, this book is one of a few of the same character and subject matter by Rabagliati, about a young man named Paul. The major selling part for me though was the fact that the entire story takes place in Quebec, my home Province. Maybe I was just feeling homesick right as I picked up the book, but it felt so safe and comforting to be able to get a little glimpse back into the old unique culture of my home.
The story follows a fictitious boy named Paul (though it could easily be a true story) as he drops out of high school in the 70s and finds a place for himself as a camp counselor for troubled kids out in the woods. The whole thing is heart-warming and sweet and nostalgic. But, just so you know, this is not a kids book; it contains adult imagery and themes. Definitely worth looking into otherwise, and I’ll be keeping my eye out for other works by Rabagliati.