
The book, according to Rushdie, is about, “a man in flight from his life,” running from the fury he finds within himself, into the arms of redeeming love.Ī new book by Salman Rushdie is a cause for celebration, always. “Love is an act of the imagination,” he declared, and love is one of the central themes of Fury. In answer to a question at the reading about the importance of dreams and fantasy in his works, Rushdie spoke about the spilling over of the imagination into the real world, and about the power of the imagined to become reality, sometimes even to replace reality.

Rushdie read a chapter that required his self-possessed English accent to deliver itself of the cadences of, like, American youth to comic effect. Still, when Rushdie was in Harvard Square last Thursday reading from the novel for Wordsworth Books, he chose to obscure some of the more personal elements of the book (despite quipping that Fury is “entirely autobiographical-it shouldn’t really be called a novel”). His newest novel, Fury is a first step in a new direction for him-shorter, fast-paced and more personal. In person, one gets an idea of what he meant: Rushdie brims with a humor and energy that are outshone only by his abundantly apparent fascination and infatuation with the world. Pico Iyer once commented that the problem with Rushdie is that he is “too damn talented” for his own good.
