by Julian Barnes
One of Barnes' wittiest and most clever books, Flaubert's Parrot is simply delightful. One plot is based on the narrator's search for the real parrot (now stuffed) used by Flaubert as his literary muse. Together with the narrator, we travel and tour through Rouen revisiting Flaubert's life, friends, and other such clues to help us ultimately solve this mystery.
On another level, the novel takes us down an equally, if not more, intriguing path. What is life? What is art? Where is inspiration? Is the parrot a metaphor for or a parody of the ability (or inability) of language to accurately represent the art of life? Does Flaubert, Julian Barnes, or for that matter the reader, solve this second mystery? -- Sheri