She begins studying works from naturalists, biologists, writers, and poets, and she begins learning so very much about her tiny woodland companion. At first Tova Bailey is bemused: Why not just leave the little creature where it was? What’s she supposed to do with a snail? How on earth is she to care for it when she can’t care for herself?īut as the snail begins showing its personality and its druthers, she’s found she’s absolutely smitten. Things change, however, when one of the friends who visits her brings her a snail. She’s limited to life on a sofa where she at times exhausts herself in trying to do exciting things like… roll over on her side. So I'd rated this book higher, but really? After listening to it a second time, I was struck by the quiet beauty of this little gem of a memoir.Įlisabeth Tova Bailey was once vibrant, active, had a grand circle of friends, but after a trip to Europe, she comes back to the States with a mysterious and unutterably debilitating illness that makes it absolute hell to move. I mean, I’d just finished a book that irked me about a woman with ALS, and I’d made comparisons, finding this book, The Sound of a Wild Snail Eating, to be more touching and less… irksome. I have no idea what I was thinking when I initially rated this audiobook a mere 3.5-Stars over on Audible a few years ago.
By: Elisabeth Tova Bailey / Narrated By: Renee Raudman
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