“Survival often depends on a specific focus: A relationship, a belief, or a hope balanced on the edge of possibility. One that is a beautiful message of finding connection and hope in the midst of incredible loss.
Elizabeth’s illness and other people are more in the background, which results in a very powerful story as a whole. The focus is mainly on the snail and the author’s observations, along with everything she learns about the snail from her research.
The book is incredibly well written and a provides a nice, quiet journey. With the illness, Elizabeth lacked the strength to hold a book and was sensitive to the noisiness of a television, so the little snail was a welcome and surprising new companion. It was perplexing how in losing health I had gained something so coveted but to so little purpose.” My friends had so little time that I often wished I could give them what time I could not use. My illness brought me such an abundance of time that time was nearly all I had. We each have the same number of minutes and hours to live within a day, yet to me it didn’t feel equally doled out. The lack of mobility results in isolation and lengthy days, with a common woodland snail as an unexpected form of fascination and interest. A mysterious illness drastically changes Elizabeth’s life, keeping her bedridden and detached from everything that once brought familiarity and comfort. The Sound of a Wild Snail Eating is a unique and beautiful story of Elizabeth Tova Bailey’s observations of a snail that made a home on her nightstand. But the snail… the snail kept my spirit from evaporating.” “Illness isolates the isolated become invisible the invisible become forgotten.
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