
Contains spoilers
Suicidal paranormal investigator loses girl, finds ghost, loses ghost, finds love. Throw in a kid with an interesting disease that won't let him be in the sunlight, Abenaki indians protecting a burial ground and human engineering in Vermont (which Hitler used later as a basis for genetic cleansing)and you've got a pretty good story. My only beef is that it seemed to drag in places and I think the writing could have been tighter. Obviously though Ms. Picoult is a very successful author so there's a lot of people that have loved her book.
Until page 103 this book was a strong contender for 5 stars. On page 103 it felt like the author lost his way and brought in the good old “God of the Machine” and flew him across the page to make the book continue to work. So on Page 103 I dropped down to 2 stars and seriously considered stopping reading.
After that I couldn't forgive him even though the writing is good, the character has a very distinct voice and the concept was strong. It was because of the strong start and the strong finish that i give this book a high 3 stars.
The old Gods are dying...or are they?
Something is happening to the Old Gods. Hermes, Hera, Athena, and our hero Apollo are all dying. Poseidon has gone mad and the only one that can save the day is Cassandra. Cassandra the prophetess who in classic Greek mythology could foretell the future but no one believed her. The problem is she doesn't know who she is until she dies. Bummer.
Is all lost? You'll have to read this foundational book of the Goddess War to find out how and if a mortal can save the Gods or does she even want to.
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Depressive former-banker mother, passive-aggressive novelist father, Charlie the odd child who get's a “tightening” when something bad is about to happen and the baby, Bub, move to upstate New York to refurbish the run down family estate after Charlie is bullied at his former New York school. Fundamentalist religious sect welcomes them, integrates them, and then demands adherence to their religious laws. Hilarity does not ensue.
To me this is somewhat of a mashup between Harvest Home by Thomas Tryon and The Shining by Stephen King. Duffy moves the action along and throws in some intriguing plot twists. This one kept me up past my bedtime reading and then kept me awake. Super satisfying read.
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Wonderful tale of a woman, because of her time, who had power only when she took it. Bridgett Thompson definitely claims her power through her inherent intelligence and willingness to take on the system in the only way she knows how.
Well crafted, strong characters, and a very satisfying story.
Good view of Mr. Wagler's struggle who after leaving his parents religion is not only told he is wrong, but that he is sentenced to eternal damnation, and that his parents support his being shunned by the entire religious community unless he begins believing as they do again. My only hesitancy is that I would like to know about the inner workings of the religion.
Sweet. Bittersweet. Laudatory. Confusing.
Viagra, Sacred Virgins, Blow up - sex doll saints, dump dogs.
Stigmata - fake, travel agents/sex partners (supernatural?), transvestites, donkey blow jobs.
The Circus.
Everything that should make this Irving novel great and it was. Once you hit the crescendo with books like, “A Prayer for Owen Meany” or “The World According to Garp”. It's hard for every book to be that magical.
This one delivers...I think.
I listened to this book read by A.J.Jacobs and it was excellent. His phrasing and ability to tell a truthful story is great. I would heartily recommend. If I had one con for this tape - it is the filler music between the vignettes. It was some sort of Dixieland jazz that pulled me out of Mr. Jacobs story every time.