The writing of John Steinbeck strikes a chord with me.
I have read almost all of what Steinbeck has written. I am reading “Tortilla Flat” at the moment, having finished “Sweet Thursday” last week.
There is a significant difference between “Cannery Row”, “Sweet Thursday”, and “Tortilla Flat” from his great novels, “East of Eden” and “The Grapes of Wrath”.
It’s as if he was spent writing about serious issues in “East of Eden” and “The Grapes of Wrath” and needed to write something humourous and light after those great works.
Maybe I am completely wrong.
What I am certain about is the joy I have derived recently from the dialogue in “The Wayward Bus”, or between Suzie and the local cop in the diner in “Sweet Thursday” and between Danny and Pilon in “Tortilla Flat”.
Pure pleasure.