The Confession - John Grisham
What would be scarier than you were arrested and accused of murder that you never did, and you felt that in few hours or days you will be eleased when the authority realized that they got the wrong person but somehow along the way when you were still in police custody, longer than expected, freakier and freakier in each passing minutes, you’ve being informed new evidences were surfaced and those evidences all proving your guilty?
Suddenly, you have become more and more confused. How the hell those evidences become proof of your guiltiness. Where the hell those evidences coming from.
It becomes more absurd when the system or those who execute the system seems oblivious of the integrity of the evidences. The result against you. And you spent longer in prison. And kept thinking what was happening. Why you are still there.
The worst would be when all those evidences and witnesses made you suddenly doubt your own innocent. And it robbed your sanity. You tried to fight but the hope to win keeps slipping away. Until the end, the final moment, you surrender. Lucky enough, you still maintain the last, one only fact you hold in your heart and you shouted to the world, ‘I AM INNOCENT MAN’.
Well, that’s what I felt from THE CONFESSION, latest book by John Grisham, my all-time favorite author. I officially emotional wrenched after finishing the book.
I regard myself as NOT a sensitive and emotional person. I rarely cried during movies except if involves parents suffers. But I did cried quite a lot when reading this book. Towards half of the book, I have to put down after every few pages, because I got emotionally stressed or sad to cry. I got the feeling my blood pressure keep going up and down.
I won’t recommend reading this book when you were in public. I did that. I read it while I was on the way home from office in the train. My face must have mirrored my emotion because I saw lots of concerned faces. And before sleep too. I cannot sleep because of the tension. Haha.
I haven’t read a book that gives me turmoil of emotions as much as this in ages. In fact I’ve forgotten what was the last book that made me cried this bad. I have to abandon my resolution to read at least 2 books from my dusty collection each month because somehow after a week, I still cannot bring myself to read another book.
Though I love the novel and would recommend to everybody but I won’t say this is the best of Grisham’s. No emphasized of the characters. I mean most important characters were given almost same weight. Not much of personal in-depth elaboration that can make me feel touched with only the presence of the character in a scene. It was more like the sequence of events, tragic events. But with all said he still managed to make me heart-wrecked and cried a bucket.
My favorite of John Grisham is still The Client.
Synopsis and more reviews in Amazon website and http://search.barnesandnoble.com/The-Confession/John-Grisham/e/9780385528047/#TABS.
And the photo from http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/7933437-the-confession
Note::: my internet sux. I wrote this few days ago but only now managed to post. Too busy to post during office hours.
Suddenly, you have become more and more confused. How the hell those evidences become proof of your guiltiness. Where the hell those evidences coming from.
It becomes more absurd when the system or those who execute the system seems oblivious of the integrity of the evidences. The result against you. And you spent longer in prison. And kept thinking what was happening. Why you are still there.
The worst would be when all those evidences and witnesses made you suddenly doubt your own innocent. And it robbed your sanity. You tried to fight but the hope to win keeps slipping away. Until the end, the final moment, you surrender. Lucky enough, you still maintain the last, one only fact you hold in your heart and you shouted to the world, ‘I AM INNOCENT MAN’.
Well, that’s what I felt from THE CONFESSION, latest book by John Grisham, my all-time favorite author. I officially emotional wrenched after finishing the book.
I regard myself as NOT a sensitive and emotional person. I rarely cried during movies except if involves parents suffers. But I did cried quite a lot when reading this book. Towards half of the book, I have to put down after every few pages, because I got emotionally stressed or sad to cry. I got the feeling my blood pressure keep going up and down.
I won’t recommend reading this book when you were in public. I did that. I read it while I was on the way home from office in the train. My face must have mirrored my emotion because I saw lots of concerned faces. And before sleep too. I cannot sleep because of the tension. Haha.
I haven’t read a book that gives me turmoil of emotions as much as this in ages. In fact I’ve forgotten what was the last book that made me cried this bad. I have to abandon my resolution to read at least 2 books from my dusty collection each month because somehow after a week, I still cannot bring myself to read another book.
Though I love the novel and would recommend to everybody but I won’t say this is the best of Grisham’s. No emphasized of the characters. I mean most important characters were given almost same weight. Not much of personal in-depth elaboration that can make me feel touched with only the presence of the character in a scene. It was more like the sequence of events, tragic events. But with all said he still managed to make me heart-wrecked and cried a bucket.
My favorite of John Grisham is still The Client.
Synopsis and more reviews in Amazon website and http://search.barnesandnoble.com/The-Confession/John-Grisham/e/9780385528047/#TABS.
And the photo from http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/7933437-the-confession
Note::: my internet sux. I wrote this few days ago but only now managed to post. Too busy to post during office hours.