The movie for Gillian Flynn’s novel Gone Girl was released in 2014. Everyone was reading it and/or talking about it back then, and my cousin, who had read the book, told me it was great. But I avoided it. Too much hype. Plus, I wasn’t interested in mystery novels. I have no patience for them.
Now it’s 2017. After watching the last half of the Gone Girl movie, I was so intrigued that I immediately downloaded the e-book from my library and was hooked on the story from its first sentence.
Though I knew how the story would end, I was still engrossed in it and curious to see how the events would unfold.
On a warm summer morning in North Carthage, Missouri, it is Nick and Amy Dunne’s fifth wedding anniversary. Presents are being wrapped and reservations are being made when Nick’s clever and beautiful wife disappears.
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This one blew my mind and corrupted it. And it didn’t help that I read The Phantom Tollbooth around the time I read You, not that they’re the same since one is a children’s fantasy novel and the other is a psychological thriller but they both are so mind-boggling that together they will twist your thoughts leaving you lost without your inner voice because whenever you think of something, it will be in the vein of one of these books. Maybe it’s just me who gets so affected by reading these two books at once but even so, I don’t recommend it.
A guy meets a girl and stalks her.
Sorry, I can’t do better than that. You can visit the Goodreads page to find out more but it is hard to summarize this book without giving anything away. Shit, it’s hard to summarize it while giving away spoilers. But one thing’s for sure — the story is damn good. Bits of the story will come out as I discuss my thoughts so be wary. There will be spoilers. It you’d rather avoid them, you can just jump to the Overall section below.
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So after reading On Writing, the memoir by Stephen King, I decided to read one of his books to experience his magnificence. I also wanted to finally confront my fear of reading a Stephen King novel and being forever scarred. Since his movies always scared me, I reasoned that his books would be even worse.
I decided to start at the beginning so I picked up a copy of Carrie. It took me a while to begin reading. Though I’ve watched the movies, original and remakes, many times, I was afraid that somehow the book would be more alarming. It turns out to be a good read.
I couldn’t help feeling sorry for Carrie. She has no friends and is bullied at school by the popular kids. Then she goes home to be further tormented by her religious-manic mother. The day of her first period was traumatizing. She knew nothing about periods. Believing the act of sex to be evil and that menstruation introduces that evil, her mother saw no reason in mentioning it to Carrie. When her period came, Carrie thought herself bleeding to death. Shocked by what’s happening to her, she starts to freak out only to be penalized for her oddity by the girls in the locker room who throw tampons at her, shouting plug it up. The girls gang up on Carrie and stone her with tampons as if to exile her from joining them in womanhood.
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