Sunday, January 19, 2014
Rarely does a book find its way into my mind and heart as profoundly as The Book Thief.
It has a strange format with scene settings throughout, chapter beginnings telling you what will happen within, and outright warnings of what you might not wish to ever know.
First I was irritated by the format.
Finally I was glad.
This author broke my heart open.
I would open the book and enter the story as far as I dared, feeling like I was somehow supporting the characters just by showing up. I even rationed along with them, savoring each chapter to make it last, knowing once it was gone I would be hungry for more.
And, as if at the end of a powerful but troublesome relationship, this book leaves me unwilling or unable to engage with my next prospect. Just not ready.