Oh this book! Read in a day. I’ve been wanting to read this since it came out and it wasn’t disappointing. I loved lots of things about it but in particular I loved the story of how Paul Kalanithi became a neurosurgeon, the pathway he took which led him to the realisation of where he felt his place in the world was. It is brutal and honest and tells how gruelling the days are for a surgeon, ten years training and still not there. He wrote this book as he lay dying of cancer and that really is the journey, he talks about his treatment, how he discovered he was sick and the various treatments he went through. You know that he does not survive but can’t help but admire his ways of dealing with his illness. I particularly liked the after story which is written by his wife, she fills in some of the gaps which I felt were missing as the story went along. At times the writing does feel a little cold, understandably as he was writing about the end of his life as it happened. There are some great passages in here and I’ll be sharing it with the staff at school in our bookclub. I didn’t find this as hard to read as I did Randy Pausch’s Last Lecture which had me weeping from almost the moment I started it. What I did love about this is the look at dying from the point of view of a man who has spent his working life telling other people that they have cancer, now being in the opposite position. There are wonderful literary quotes and it is certainly a great book. Quite a lot more religious than is to my taste but that was part of who this man was.
I kind of re-read this accidentally, had forgotten that I had already read it, I get a bit confused with the Discworld books and meant to read The Light Fantastic and ended up reading this, #readingproblems #toomanybooks #clickingrandomly. Anyway I loved it again, it is so quick to read and it just rollicks along with poor old Rincewind getting into all kinds of trouble. I’ll be giving it a huge push at school this year as I think it is a real shame that more of my students aren’t reading the vast collection of Pratchett books we have. The humour is great, the snarky attitude is wonderful and it was great to revisit old friends.
If you loved Laini Taylor’s previous books, then you are going to love this one. She makes a world that is clever, interesting, full of people you’d love to meet and with interesting quirks. It has been a while since I read a YA fantasy book and it took me a bit to get into it at the beginning, despite the male lead being all kinds of wonderful and on top of that, a librarian. He is obsessed with finding out about the lost city of Weed, eventually he is offered the opportunity to travel there and discovers that there are good reasons why it is such a secret place. We also meet Sarai, one of the remaining few goddesses who have survived a terrible carnage which took place in Weed. There are ghosts, dream invaders in the form of beautiful moths, magic in many forms and flying machines made of plants. There is a lot going on, and it is beautifully described and very real sounding. The world within these pages is scary and gorgeous and I can see that it will have huge appeal to those who love a great YA fantasy.
Thanks to Netgalley for giving me access to this great title.
I couldn’t decide what to rate this a 3 or 4 star. I did really like it but it was not without faults. It is a crime novel, but bloodless and occasionally a bit overwritten. A small girl, Carmel, is kidnapped and the story is told from the point of view of both Carmel and her mother. I really enjoyed Carmel’s chapters, how she felt about her kidnappers and her relationship with the other children she ends up with. I felt though that Beth’s chapters were not as well done. Don’t get me wrong, it is still really good and very moving, the thought of losing your child and never knowing what happened to her is completely wrenching. It is a fast read, the pace is relentless almost all of the time and I found myself trying to figure out the ending from about the middle. A book you can race through.
Cora’s story is harrowing, I found myself wanting desperately for her to survive, to be safe and to live through the ordeals she faced as a slave on the run. There is so much written about this book I’m just going to write a brief thing here. There is a heap of fascinating information in this book, I’d never heard about the underground railroad until this book came out, and I’d been completely unaware that such a thing existed, then in NYC I discovered you could take a tour which showed you the stops there. Sadly, we didn’t get time to do that tour. Anyway back to the book, for me it isn’t a 5 star, but it is really good, mostly because the story is so engaging, but the structure was at times very confusing. I found it a little disjointed in places and I wanted more of the characters. I loved the newspaper advertisements for the runaway slaves at the beginning of the chapters, they made it so much more real. I thought about this story a lot while I was reading it, at times feeling a little guilty that I wasn’t loving it quite as much as I thought I would, but it does have power, it tells an important story and it shocked me to read again about the treatment of blacks people in the past. Horrifying and moving, this is an important book but not one I found easy to read.
I started this book with a poor attitude and ended it with tears in my eyes and a huge admiration for the author. The good people of the title are the fairies and this story really centres upon the relationship of the inhabitants of a small Irish hamlet with a local woman who appears to have the gift of being able to communicate and know the good people and their ways. It is a sad, complex and layered story. Very grim and atmospheric and so sad. Nora has lost her husband as he laboured in the fields, she has lost her daughter to illness and inherited her grandson as a result, a grandson who is afflicted with terrible disabilities. She is convinced that this child is not her real grandson, that he is a child of the good people and that with the right magic, that the real child can be returned to her. It is awful, and fascinating. A beautiful grim book. If you like historical fiction then this book will really appeal.
This book is great. There. I could just stop there, but I’ll attempt more. This is the story of two brothers, Wally and Darren Keefe, cricket obsessed, playing constantly in the hot Australian sun in their backyard throughout their childhood, trying to get into better and better teams and generally just living for the game. Their mum is always there, supporting and helping out, trying to ease the path and always with their backs. Cricket, however, is as rife with dodgy players, scams and all manner of grasping and manipulation as any other sport, Darren, from whose point of view the story is told, is caught up in the seedier side of cricket life from an early age. His brother is the paragon of virtue though, a fine upstanding cricketer through and through.
The opening of the book finds Darren, tied up and stuffed into the boot of a car. The beginning of every chapter finds him still there, struggling to get out and reflecting on his life. The people he annoyed, the people he mixed with and the opportunities he took which maybe he shouldn’t have! No … he definitely shouldn’t have! Great story, fabulous writing, excellent structure and a blimmin brilliant read. (Disclaimer: I’m not a cricket fan, I’m often surrounded by wall to wall cricket in my life as my partner is a serious fan, I can talk about cricket but I really don’t care about it, and yet still I enjoyed this book!)