Never Let Me Go

Last week (between mountain-biking outings and micro-brew tastings in Colorado), I read Kazuo Ishiguro's new novel, "Never Let Me Go."  I won't give much away, except to remind readers of what every reviewer has already divulged, namely, that the book is "about" clones who are created for the purpose of donating organs until they die.  Run, don't walk, to your bookstore, buy the book, and read it.  Ishiguro explores, using his usual wonderful prose, questions to which we've returned again and again on this blog, namely, what are we, what are we for, and does it matter that we are what we are and that we are for what we are for?

Rick