Through Painted Deserts: Light, God, and Beauty on the Open Road
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Average customer review:Product Details
- Amazon Sales Rank: #291882 in Books
- Published on: 2005-08-01
- Original language: English
- Number of items: 1
- Binding: Paperback
- 256 pages
Editorial Reviews
About the Author
Donald Miller is the author of Blue Like Jazz: Nonreligious Thoughts on Christian Spirituality and Searching for God Knows What, in addition to articles written for numerous magazines. He is a frequent speaker on issues concerning the relevancy of Christ to the human struggle.
Customer Reviews
Not Worth The Effort!
Through Painted Deserts AKA Prayer and the Art of Volkswagen Maintenance
(First Published in Imprint 2006-07-14 as 'Hate It' in the 'Love It Hate it book Review section.)
Some books that failed the first time should stay OOP (Out Of Print), and this is definitely one of them. It should have stayed way on the shelves collecting dust.
Back in 2003 Donald Miller published a book called Blue Like Jazz and that book went gangbusters - constantly selling out at bookstores and going through a few printings. It appeared, at the time, that every time you turned around someone was recommending the book. It was a collection of penses, thoughts, and meandering recollections of a man who grew up to doubt religion but could not give up on faith. It was marketed as `Nonreligious thoughts on Christian Spirituality'. It was so popular it was even turned into a one-man stage show in Toronto, [...] and has toured the country.
Then some genius at the publishing company decided to resurrect his first book that had failed. That person is responsible for the unwarranted destruction of thousands and thousands of trees.
This book is a classic road trip journey, in the vein of Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance by Robert M. Pirsig. Yet unlike that classic book, this one does not live up to all the hype. This book is a shameless money grab by the publisher and the author. This greediness is seen time and time again once an author has a successful endeavor. Everything they have written, or will write, is considered gold. That was not the case with this book. Not only is the publishing of this book shameless marketing and abuse of success, it also has a shameful plug for a band that the author listened to while `rewriting' the book. Miller states: `Robbie's CD Better Days is to me the soundtrack for the revised edition of this book. I am pleased to introduce it to you.'
Miller's prose is weak, and his reflections are pedantic. He states: "We are one day out, and home seems an ocean away. My watch ticks inside my boot. I don't need it. I'm not late for anything. There is no disgruntled friend waiting for me at a coffee shop or office.' Are we are all suppose to be enthralled with the story of two guys traveling from Texas to Oregon? It was a chore to get through the book and I would not even recommend it for fans of Miller's writings. Another example is "But because we were born as babies and had to be taught to speak and to pee in a toilet, we think all of this is normal. Well, it isn't normal. Nothing is normal. It is all rather odd, isn't it, our eyes in our heads, our hands with five fingers, the capacity to understand beauty, to feel love, to feel pain." Ok so what do we do with Miller's thoughts? In my opinion, not much!
It was just pretentious to republish this book and milk the readers of Blue Like Jazz for money better spent elsewhere.
Through Painted Deserts
I liked this book. I'd already read why Miller threw up his church job and went "on the road" (in Blue Like Jazz I think) which added to my interest. Maybe it's just another road book, but entertainingly written and much enjoyed. Yes, I bought the CD by the band he recommended and yes I did enjoy that too. Maybe I'm too easy to please...
Beautiful
I find that Donald Miller has a special way with words. These thoughts from his road trip make me smile and long for a VW van in which to travel the world.
Whether it was a cynical ploy on the part of the publishing house or not as the previous reviewer suggests I don't know. I'm glad I had the chance to read it. You might be too.



