As a therapist...I feel this in my bones. 🐦
I have been listening to this as I do library stuff and I wanted so badly to love it as much as her other books. I gave it about 100 pages but it‘s just not grabbing me... too many seemingly random side stories and I was having trouble keeping track of everyone.
I‘m getting much better at calling it on a book, the more I do it. And the more books I have around. I used to suffer such guilt. Now, I don‘t even flinch 🤷🏻♀️
I gave this one 18 minutes. That might be my record🤔. There just was nothing grabbing me, and listening was feeling like work.
Anybody else exercising the #DNF option more these days?
My husband and I drove to Portland for a concert last night (Jenny Lewis-it was amazing). We got there early so we could go to Powell's. What a great day!
It was a little slow to start as it took me a bit to get used to this new voice, but it finished with a bang. The characters were interesting and the premise of how do you know when to involve yourself in other people's problems is great, even if it ends without an actual answer.
I loved Maggie's Raven Cycle and therefore was really looking forward to reading this book. Unfortunatelly I felt like nothing was happening at all. I have to admit it frustrated me at times and I contemplated putting the book away and not finishing it. In the end I did and I felt like the second half was better. Still, I would not recommend this book to anyone, there are better options to go for (such as the aforementioned Raven Cycle).
Finally, the Mercury broke free. Pete‘s eyes followed not the vehicle as it trundled forward but instead the varied and complicated horizon of the desert...His back ached and his arms were pebbled with goose bumps, but as he savored the view and sucked in big, juniper-scented breaths, he was still besotted.
The desert, which was not given to sympathy or sentiment, was nonetheless moved, and for the first time in a long time, it loved someone back.
I don't know what to say about this book. I feel like the atmosphere was the most important thing, more even than the characters and the plot. Idk, it was weird. I liked it, but that's it.
However, I fell in love with the author's writing. Now I want to read The Raven Boys series 😅
So, a few students asked me to run a book club. I said yes, but wanted them to pick the book. They tried, then decided that I should pick. I picked this one - couldn‘t tell you what it was that made me suggest it. They agreed, and we‘re meeting to discuss on Thursday. And I don‘t like the book. And I probably won‘t finish reading in time. But I do like this quote, so at least I‘ll have one contribution for the discussion.
Maggie Stiefvater is a real love it or hate it author for me. I loved the Raven Boys books and the Scorpio Races, hated Shiver and did not like this one. I found it to be overwritten and boring. I‘ll still keep this lovely signed edition from Parnassus Books in Nashville, though.
One my new favourites for sure!
At first I wasn't very interested, but this became so gripping so fast! The ending chapters had me smiling, and now I'm unable to wipe the happiness off my face. Better watch out for incoming owls...
Seeing the pilgrims overcome their darkness one by one was inspiring. Marisita is one of my favourite characters. I really relate to how she used to view herself and her ideas of perfection and failure.
Darkness, though, grows like a cave formation. Slow drips from the uneasiness harden over the surface of a slick knob of pain. Over time, the darkness crusts in unpredictable layers, growing at such a pace that one doesn't notice it has filled every cavern under the skin until movement becomes difficult or even impossible. Darkness never boils over. Darkness remains inside.'
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'Sadness is a little like darkness. They both begin the same way. A tiny, thin pool of uneasiness settles in the bottom of the gut. Sadness simmers fasts and boils hard and then billows up and out, filling first the stomach, then the heart, then lungs, then legs, then arms, then up into the throat, then pressing against the eardrums, then swelling against skull and eventually spilling out of eyes in a hissing release.
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I had no idea what to expect with this book. My daughter brought it to me and said I would like it. I definitely did. The struggles of the miracle-performing Soria family, and the pilgrims who found their way to them was compelling. The story is set in the early 1960s in Colorado, but it reminded me a little of One Hundred Years of Solitude with the family drama and magical realism.
Omg @Daisydo is such a better scrap book than I am. She has now made me want to get my craft room clean and the floor repairs just so I can unpack my stuff. (Yes a year after the move and it's still packed). The album you made is GORGEOUS. And I will so be steaming some of those ideas eventually. Plus two books from my want to read but don't own pile. Love it. Thank you soooooo much.
OMG YOU GUYS! I went down to our school‘s book swap and found this gem 💎 I haven‘t read the book yet, but I am so excited and it‘s signed by Maggie Stiefvater!!!
This is a very Stiefvater book: it's about music and cars and magic and horses and love. But it's also a departure from her other works, in the American Southwest setting and the Mexican-American, Catholic characters. The plot is strange and unexpected and hard to describe. I really enjoyed it, but I never felt pulled deeply enough into it to say I loved it.
I'm having kind of a hard time getting into this book, which surprises me, because every other Maggie Stiefvater book I've read has sucked me in right away. I think it's the omniscient POV; while the characters are all interesting, I can't really connect to any of them.
Very different from the other books of hers that I‘ve read, but I enjoyed it! It reminded me of Gabriel Garcia Marquez‘s magical realism, and of fables and old stories. I read it a little bit at a time over breakfast and gradually got more and more involved and intrigued.