t's quite extraordinary to think that this is Fran Bryson's first book,
the writing is so poised, assured and evocative. From the beginning, as
Bryson sits in an old monastery watching an approaching wolf, she draws
the reader in, immersing them in the sheer diversity of the Brazilian
experience.
More than travel writing, this is also a meditative personal tale, quality literary non-fiction. Whether it's following the trail of Brazil's equivalent of Bonnie and Clyde, the country's dark past, dancing with the gods in Salvador, or obliviously making her way back from Carnival in her underwear, the writing is intelligent and vivid. Bryson invokes the idea of "flow theory" in the book – losing yourself in an activity – and her account of Brazil offers the reader something similar.
http://www.smh.com.au/entertainment/books/in-short-reviews-of-nonfiction-from-australia-and-overseas-including-in-brazil-by-fran-bryson-20160307-gnc59f.html
More than travel writing, this is also a meditative personal tale, quality literary non-fiction. Whether it's following the trail of Brazil's equivalent of Bonnie and Clyde, the country's dark past, dancing with the gods in Salvador, or obliviously making her way back from Carnival in her underwear, the writing is intelligent and vivid. Bryson invokes the idea of "flow theory" in the book – losing yourself in an activity – and her account of Brazil offers the reader something similar.
http://www.smh.com.au/entertainment/books/in-short-reviews-of-nonfiction-from-australia-and-overseas-including-in-brazil-by-fran-bryson-20160307-gnc59f.html