Nobel Prize winning author Albert Camus wrote ‘The Plague’ as an allegory to France’s suffering under the occupation of the German Nazis, and was published in 1947. His second novel (after the much more well-known story The Stranger), it was published a mere 5 years later.

Although it is not the first Camus book I have ever read, it was largely in part my favorite: Camus, even under the veil of an existentialist philosophy, managed to champion for humanity and human resistance in a relatively short, but also very powerful book. As usual, his prose was simply written, yet complex in thought. It was not, however, ‘easy’ to read-I found myself doubling back several times in an effort to digest the story’s whole meaning.
I gave this book a seven out of ten, but if the reader isn’t a big fan of heavy philosophical themes, they probably wouldn’t enjoy it nearly as much.
(Addendum: sorry for the brevity and lateness of this review…we were out of town and without internet for the fourth of July. It seems as though a lot of my quotes did not go through, so sorry to all the Camus fans! Eventually, I will get my tumblr issues sorted out. Until then, happy reading!)