As I write this I'm only about 30 minutes out from having finished reading this book. When I finally picked it up this morning, having had no idea what it was about when I borrowed it from the library I was not prepared for what I would find inside.
Paul Kalanithi is, or was, in my opinion, one of the greatest writers of this century. That we will never receive another book from him is a great loss, one that you feel all the more deeply as his writing, his story, and his life come to a close before your eyes.
If you can find a way to read this, do.
I do not buy books often anymore, though of course the urge never really goes away, but this is a book that will soon have a permanent place on my shelf.
I'd tell you what it's about, but, to be honest, Going in blindly made it that much more powerful for me, so I'd like to leave that option there for you as well.