I didn't cry a whole bunch when it ended and I knew there was no more. Only a little.
I didn't feel so sad because I wanted more of the story and plot. I like stories to end. I was sad because I had come to the end of such a perfect synthesis of art, philosophy, theology, psychology. This book is science fiction doing what only science fiction can do, and using that mode to explore some of the deepest questions we can face. A brilliant book, and a perfect sequel to its equally brilliant predecessor, The Sparrow.
I recommend this book to relatively open-minded people who simply have no point of contact with the idea of being transgender. Like me. I don't identify in any way at all, and so it is good to see the world through someone else's eyes. And though fictional, George's experiences sound like the snippets I have heard from adults talking about themselves as children.
I enjoyed this book very much. Often, when a book promises the sort of adventure this one promises, the results turn out thin and disappointing. But Andrews did not let me down. He delivered. There was a message to it, of course, but I never felt hit over the head by that message. Mostly I was dragged along, willingly and happily, on an amazing adventure.
The author does not disappoint. (I don't think she would even know how to disappoint me.) Addison does a very good job of crafting a story in a world I love, without making it a sequel to a story about a character I love even more, and drawing me in to this part of the world and this character as much as she did the first time round in “The Goblin Emperor.” Most impressive was the way she graciously refused to provide "fan service" at the end. If I had gotten the ending I really wanted -- at least a kiss with hopes of many more to come -- I would have felt cheated and cheapened. “Goblin Emperor” became my new favorite book as soon as I read it, and this one fits very happily with it.
I needed this book since I have many slugs around my home, all of whom appear to be illiterate. I try to engage them in conversation about their latest favorite books, but they always change the subject. So I have decided to help them, gently and unobtrusively, learn to read. This book presents seven clear step to slug literacy, and so far the process has been fun and painless. We have all enjoyed our daily “lessons,” and some of the faster slugs are already reading simple text on their own. If you have slugs, I highly recommend this book. If you don't have slugs, I'm sorry. However, it seems to me the same technique might work even if all you have around your house are children.
As is true of other excellent retellings of classic stories, this one stays true enough to the original to give it a meaningful connection, while blazing new trails of its own to tell a story that rings true and important today. (The worst stories of the sort – surely you have endured a few – are either pointless imitators or they wander so far afield there is nothing in common with the old story but the names.) Noah is a good man, who loves the world and all its creatures. But when The Creator directs him through visions to prepare for the end, the pressure is too much for him. He struggles to figure out what to do in the absence of absolute knowledge, and he makes a few really bad decisions on the way. The evil that lurks in the hearts of all humanity lurks even in his, righteous though he be. But at the end, there is a measure of hope.
Of course, we all know how the story of humanity's continued existence is going so far, so we are forced to decide if we are happy with how this episode of our story ended.
This book has made it onto my Favorites shelf, even though the first time I tried reading it I had to stop because it exacerbated my incipient depression too badly. The second attempt, several years later, went better, and although it does not have a “happy ending” at all, there is enough hope to see one through.
I spent much of the book wanting to yell at Fr. Emilio for his lousy, Dollar Store theology and puerile theodicy. I was happy to see his growth (and glad to find out that the author knew what she was talking about after all!). Even though this was one of the most painful books I've been able to read, with its merciless exploration of pain in all its forms, I recommend it to anyone who is trying to figure out how to make sense of it all.
I like the uncertainties and ambiguities Reid allows in her book, apparently not feeling the need to force the reader into absolute judgments. The event that serves as the fulcrum of the story, the night in the store, is not a clear-cut only-one-thing-you-can-say-about-it case of racism. The white characters are pretty sad, but not monsters. The black characters are presented much more favorably, as is to be expected, but are not without their flaws and ... well, Emira is rather sad herself. Such a Fun Age is an important picture of the kind of interaction that happens every day in this country. I hope I can learn from it.
This was a lot of fun, and it is the first choose-your-own-adventure I have read in years. The Spanish was at a good level for me, and, except for the author's tendency to write run-on sentences, the writing style is enjoyable. I recommend it to Spanish learners who get bored of most of the books written for Spanish learners.
This book deserves much more than I can spare at the moment, so I will only say that it is a breath-taking character study, with insights that, to me as a Christian priest, ring true and which are important. There is nothing trivial in these pages. I have read criticism that “nothing happens.” And while that is almost true it is entirely irrelevant. Everything happens; everything that really matters happens in this book. At the end, it arrives at the same conclusion all human stories must arrive at, and it does so with grace and wisdom. This is my new favorite book.
In spite of the run-on sentences, this book was the most entertaining book aimed at Spanish learners I have read. The story was actually interesting, unlike some which just plod along about nothing. Even the run-on sentences gave me the feeling of not being hand held too much, and so even the big flaw of the book had its positive side.
I really enjoyed this book. The set has been in my life for decades, and although I have looked at the pictures, I have never read any of the words. So it's time to learn something. I started with Giotto at random, and I am glad I did. Eimerl gave me exactly what I wanted, a nice overview of the historical context in which Giotto flourished. An attempt at a detailed biography of the man would have been too specialized (and probably impossible), so the balance was struck quite well.