“Ayn Rand’s classic novel has been inspiring readers for over half a century. Rand’s hero is Howard Roark, a brilliant young architect whose revolutionary building designs lead him to wage a desperate battle against his colleagues, society, and even the woman he loves. Roark refuses to compromise. In defense of his selfish choices, Roark stuns his critics by developing a radical moral philosophy every bit as revolutionary as his buildings.”
As a huge fan of Atlas Shrugged, I was anxious to read another Ayn Rand novel to see if I enjoyed all of her work. This one took me a bit longer to get into the story line. It didn’t help that I kept falling asleep after one or two paragraphs, which may have been helped by exhaustion. Once I did get involved in the plot, it was difficult to put down. Unfortunately, the intensity of the emotions evoked by the book, some of Rand’s mantras, and the general plot progression caused many a night of tossing and turning. This was definitely a book that was not easily forgotten. I’m still haunted by the fate of some of the characters, let alone the thoughts expressed by them at various times throughout the book.
Overall, I was extremely impressed with the book. I feel that Atlas Shrugged was inspirational because it helped empower the individual. Atlas made me want to go out and do something. The Fountainhead, to me, was more an intellectual inspiration. It makes me want to become the person I am meant to be, which starts with me. One is externally focused, while the other is internally focused.
I would highly recommend reading this one day. It’s slow going at first but worth the effort in the end. Best of all, there is no sixty-page monologue to wade through… 😉 For me, as much as I enjoyed it, I’m going to take some time off from the heavy literature and am going to enjoy some purely pleasure books.