Dec 02, 2012 22:24
I just finished reading "Chime" by Franny Billingsley.
It was extraordinary.
I read all day. I read all night.
I was not in control of this. Sometimes, I wanted to stop to eat. It was hard. I couldn't pull myself away.
I could relate to it so very well. I, too, have convinced myself I am bad. And had to re-stomp those pathways in my brain. I am doing it now, every day. It's hard.
It's an extaordinary book, wonderfully written, much better than anything I've read recently (and that includes Graceling, which I also liked). I don't have much to say about why it's so good, because my brain is still not working yet.
Does anyone else also love this book? Could you also relate? When did you start realizing the Stepmother was evil? I figured that out quite early on, but I didn't stop to think that Briony had killed her before the end. I blame the book for distracting me with its pretty, muddy, oozy words.
And is the Brownie (the apple-and-mint Brownie) also your favourite? I love him best.
chime,
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young adult literature,
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