Three More

I finished The Mysterious Benedict Society, The Lovely Bones and The Actor and The Housewife. Go me!

The point of this post, though, is mostly to talk about The Lovely Bones. I held out reading it because I knew it was about the rape and murder of a teenage girl and I felt like I had to read it at the right time. Considering my stress levels this week, I don't know what possessed me to read it now, but I did and I loved it. It's a new top ten favorite. I love the characters and the story and the writing and everything. It could have gone to weird places, but it didn't really. There were a few overly supernatural parts, but I actually liked having them there because it tied up loose ends I desperately wanted to be tied up and thought would be left undone. It was heartbreaking and beautiful and even though I've been reading a lot of emotionally heavy books lately (The Book Thief, The Wednesday Letters, even The Glass Castle and, surprisingly, The Actor and The Housewife), this one just seemed to speak to me more than the others. I love the Salmon family and how broken they are. I guess the best word for it is that it's honest. It's a terrible story to tell, but everyone reacts the way real people do.

The strangest part about the book, though, was definitely the fact that the two sisters are named Susie and Lindsey, both names that belong to me. Haha. It just took a little bit more work to look past.