Nothing else came close. Everyone is writing stories with predictable endings or they just end with no ending.
I like a story/book that leaves you thinking…wanting to know more.
Ok so I had to read this book because it seems to be on every list of top 100 books to read. I am sure I read it in highschool under the direction of some elderly English teacher who was overdue to retire.
The story kept me interested enough to want to keep reading but I think I missed something in the end because I didn’t get it. It may have been that I kept expecting something to be really great and and it didn’t come.
I was actually confused a bit at the end… who killed the guy? Atticus thought it was Jem and was willing to cover it up but it was actually Boo who did it to protect Jem and Scout.
Another great book with good character development and story line but so missing out on giving it to them for their awful ways.
Based on a true story of Georgia Tann of the Tennessee Childrens Home Society who took children illegally and made money on them by getting them adopted.
Who in their right mind would do such a thing even in the 20s, 30s or 40’s or 50’s? I guess times were bad and she needed money herself but to sell kids? Come on!
For some reason it was hard for me to keep track of what was going on in the beginning – not sure if it my concentration levels or the writing not keeping my interest but I kept reading because I wanted to figure out what was going on.
My ending would be:
The family in the story meets up with Georgia Tann at various times in their different lives and had a chance to come face to face with her. There could be various reactions from the different siblings because of their separate stories.
Should really read the true story:
In the beginning it was confusing a bit…but I kept reading. The story was intriguing enough to keep reading. It seems like he introduced characters without saying who they were in Ove’s life but explained them in the next chapter.
The book went on for a few chapters too long.
Nothing really happened.
Do we have a ‘need’ to read? Someone just asked this in one of the Facebook book groups and it made me think.
I personally don’t feel a NEED to read – like I feel a need to eat, make a living, have friends and need others. Many of the other responses said that reading was a need and they always needed to have a book with them or close by. With Kindle and the Kindle App that makes it so easy.
Reading has a way of opening the mind to other people’s perspectives and to get me out of myself. I am learning about what I like to read and have found I enjoy books with more of a twist. I found The Shell Seekers and All the Light We Cannot See to be OK stories that went nowhere. No twist. Nothing interesting or unusual. Why is it that I prefer to have unusual or crazy things happen?
My favorite book so far is Where the Crawdads Sing. Even with some of the bad reviews it got saying it was unbelievable or that there were parts of the storyline out of sync, I still loved it. The fact that the girl actually did kill the guy and in a fashion that came to her because of her knowledge of the fireflies was just brilliant – I thought. But what does that say about me?
I live a pretty simple life and don’t spend alot of money but also don’t make a lot and don’t have much excitement in my life. I drive the same route to work to take the bus and work and come home. My weekends are the same – writing, working in the garden, napping, reading, playing with the cats and the neighbors horses, dog, goats and barn cat. That is just something I would so not do or even think of.
With reading I learn so much about me. It is such a solitary process that helps me feel more connected and gets me outside of myself. I read to relax and to get my mind off of everything else – sort of like meditation in a way.
I picked up a Kindle copy of The Shell Seekers (written in 1987) on sale and thought it was time to read something older and I think I probably read it a long time ago but can’t remember.
It was the 10th anniversary edition with a special introduction by the author who told the story of how it came to be.
The story was interesting and kept me reading. A chapter on each of the characters describing their lives and how they all intertwined.
I have to say though that I kept wanting something more to happen – a fateful twist that maybe the Darus was actually a long lost relative of the guy Richard that she fell in love with and could never talk about.
It is making me think about various reading styles – what is a great book for one is not so great for others. What makes for a really good book is such an individual thing. I am noticing that that for me books that have a twist at the end are more enjoyable and keep me thinking about it afterwards like Where the Crawdads Sing.