There are good writers, great writers and genius writers.

Michener was a genius.

During the mid 1980’s, I discovered and fell in love with the works of James A. Michener. His books are long, often close to 1000 pages, detailed, a fascinating mix of history and novel fiction interpretation. Flow of language, well-placed vocabulary and  romantic intrigue drew me into the Michener world of historical fiction.

After I read Chesapeake, though, I endeavored to read his other novels and somehow lost interest. Perhaps distractions of everyday life and the expectation of another Chesapeake left me longing. 

Fast forward years ahead and I’ve been again taken by this wonderful author in Centennial.  I found this book at a thrift store and exclaimed, “Michener!” embracing it as one would an old, forgotten friend.  

Centennial did not disappoint. The story begins before man roamed the earth in a fictional location in Colorado. The reader follows dinosaurs, animals and man through this part of America. Once man reaches the story the reader glimpses into generations of families as they intertwine in the history of place and time. This writer essentially develops historical interest by using historical fiction to capture the imagination and mind.  Interestingly, though fiction, the author researched facts that weave in and out of this story, adding to its intrigue and suspense. 

Centennial is a page turner, a replacement of screen time. The reader can expect to be encapsulated in a warm, cozy cocoon, while this social media, news infused world bustles about. 

If you live anywhere near Colorado, you will most likely enjoy this book. 

As for me, I’m off to Poland with Michener next.  

Cheers!