I hadn't read this since middle school and didn't remember the plot particulars but they all came back to me. Gravely ill Charles Wallace, something wI hadn't read this since middle school and didn't remember the plot particulars but they all came back to me. Gravely ill Charles Wallace, something wrong with his farandolae (which his brilliant mom, incidentally, is currently isolating and existence-proving.) There are cherubim, teachers, friends and family fighting for his life INSIDE his body! They had to get sub-microscopic for this, but size is relative. No big whoop.
My thoughts while rereading (SPOILERS!!):
Awww...kything! I remember you. I remember pretending I could communicate with others without words. I remember dreaming that my current crush in middle school and I discovered we could kythe with only each other. And that it drew us much closer and made him love me. Sigh.
Calvin O'Keefe, you are perfect as ever.
Meg, you'll get through this awkward phase. In later books your "mousy brown hair" will be upgraded to "chestnut" and you'll be regarded as lovely.
Oh god, when will this book end? It's going in circles! I don't care if any of the non-Murry/O'Keefe characters are X'd! X off, already!
Phew. We are back at the Murry's, stew bubbling on the bunsen burner, Charles Wallace is okay, the twins are in the dark about everything as usual. HOME....more
I was standing at Powell's and I was sad. I was only reading again to escape the sad. But every book I saw was one soaked in pain! What is with adultI was standing at Powell's and I was sad. I was only reading again to escape the sad. But every book I saw was one soaked in pain! What is with adult fiction?! But I didn't want bubblegum. So I thought about the feeling that I wanted to feel while reading and immediately thought of L'Engle. I bought 5 of them. ...more
I have 18 pages left to read, but I'm writing the review now to keep myself from peeking at the end.
When I was a school librarian, I once read a bookI have 18 pages left to read, but I'm writing the review now to keep myself from peeking at the end.
When I was a school librarian, I once read a book to a Kindergarten class. I forget the title, but it involved a character who had lost something very dear and was looking all over for it. A boy in the back who had enough storybook schema to understand that things usually worked out at the end yelled out, "LOOK AT THE LAST PAGE!!!" He was anxious for the character and simply COULD NOT WAIT for her to be reunited with her treasure.
I think about this kid all the time because I am this kid. My husband and I will be watching certain movies and, anxiety growing, I try and fight the urge to look at a synopsis on the IMDB. Does he die?! Does she find out about the betrayal?! Do they ever see the dog again?! I must know. If I do peek, it's a relief to know. It is. But I also know I have cheated myself out of something by peeking.
This book! The Goldfinch! It's the first book that I've loved in so long. And it's the first in ages to make me want to peek ahead. So many times! And I have a time or two, I admit it. But I really wanted to save the ending from from my cheating ways and to read it without already knowing so taking a break to write this review is my defense against my own reader-self-sabotage. And I'm going to finish this review without giving you a single peek of its content. It's the kind of book that is difficult to review or talk about without ruining it for potential readers. If you are like my husband, you HATE a spoiler. He nearly has a panic attack when a show gives a peek into the next week's episode. He is grasping for the remote while making noise so he doesn't hear anything. So I won't say a single thing except for: I love this book....more
I finally read it! When I was a librarian, I used to recommend it all the time and bullshit those kids into thinking I'd read and loved it. It was preI finally read it! When I was a librarian, I used to recommend it all the time and bullshit those kids into thinking I'd read and loved it. It was pretty good!
Phew. What put off children's classic should I tackle next?...more