

It was impossible to relate to the narrator: artist type, impulsive, attractive, high drama, poor judgment, completely different life choices and priorities from mine.
It was impossible not to relate to the narrator: King completely drew me in, made me feel immersed in her character's head, care about and for her, even come close to understanding her. At least at the visceral level, so I was shaking my head at her while also rooting for her, and that's an unusual experience for me. The characters are complex, conflicted, inconsistent, human. The relationships are often messy--again, so human. A lot of heart.
This is one of those keep-going books. It got better over time, although the ending felt a little too pat. It's also one of those whoosh books, where I know there's a lot that I'm not smart or talented or educated enough to get but am just aware enough to sense them zooming over my head. And that's OK: this is a book geared toward artists, not engineers; it's just written so beautifully that it resonated... no, not resonated, it affected me. Helped me see the world a little differently.
It was impossible to relate to the narrator: artist type, impulsive, attractive, high drama, poor judgment, completely different life choices and priorities from mine.
It was impossible not to relate to the narrator: King completely drew me in, made me feel immersed in her character's head, care about and for her, even come close to understanding her. At least at the visceral level, so I was shaking my head at her while also rooting for her, and that's an unusual experience for me. The characters are complex, conflicted, inconsistent, human. The relationships are often messy--again, so human. A lot of heart.
This is one of those keep-going books. It got better over time, although the ending felt a little too pat. It's also one of those whoosh books, where I know there's a lot that I'm not smart or talented or educated enough to get but am just aware enough to sense them zooming over my head. And that's OK: this is a book geared toward artists, not engineers; it's just written so beautifully that it resonated... no, not resonated, it affected me. Helped me see the world a little differently.