i finished last night. i walked around the house all evening with my nose in the spine, holding violet, burning dinner, and half-watching as henry continued to squirt hershey’s syrup into his mouth and onto the floor and all over the table.
if i didn’t convince you to read this one before, let me try again.
it’s short. not too short. but short enough that once you start, you’re already inside the book and you’re already ignoring toddlers and smoking pans, and you are with the characters in a way that you haven’t been with anybody for days. and when you finish, you cry. and you’re not sure if you’re crying because the book was happy or sad or because you love everyone you love more than you thought you loved them before you read the book.
so. go ahead. read it.
[and all you poor clevelanders, i'll be returning my copy to the library soon. and all you poor russians--oh, i haven't told you that i get thousands of hits a day from russia, hello russians!--i'll let you know when they decide to translate it.]
Okay, see, here’s the problem…Louisville’s public library system doesn’t even HAVE the book!!! I can’t believe it. I searched their card catalog for it and nothing, nope, not a hint of it anywhere. So…unless I make it to a half price book store in the near future to purchase this book, I’ll just have to enjoy what you have to say about it.
And for the Hershey’s syrup…I can top that. Yesterday I walked in to get Jacob from his nap (which he didn’t actually ever fall asleep during) and his socks, pants, and underwear were all out of the crib on the floor. Yeah, he’s a true boy. And this morning when I went to get him up, he had taken his PJs off and thrown them on the floor. Luckily, he still had his diaper on, only because I was quicker than normal getting him out of his bed. Yeah for boys!
I’m currently No. 4 in the waiting list and I’m really looking forward to it. I could really use an engrossing novel. It’s been a while.
ok you convinced me, I picked up my crisp copy at the library this morning.