I started Jason F. Wright’s book The Wednesday Letters last night just before bed and read for about a half-hour. I started up again at 9 am this morning and finished by 1:00 pm. This book is a solid 280 pages, and I’m no faster than the average reader. That’s the magic of Jason F. Wright – in The Wednesday Letters as with his other book, Christmas Jars, he creates a story so real that you almost believe you’re in the room with the characters. It almost seems as though if you were to put the book down, you wouldn’t be returning to reality; you would be leaving reality, as if your own life were some fictional world.
What’s truly remarkable about Wright’s writing is that his characters and plots aren’t remarkable – just average people going through challenges, taking life one day, one hour, and one minute at a time. Wright’s stories are not about action and superheroes; they’re about people, real people that we can relate to and love.
