… we draw people into our lives. It’s as though we broadcast our deepest needs, and certain people hear the signal somewhere in their own subconscious and heed the call. For better or worse, we attract our teachers, our allies, and sometimes even our nightmares. Some of us have louder signals.
Some of us have more sensitive receptors.
Such a good book!
There were some elements and mysteries that I was able to figure out right away
but there were others that just kept me guessing.
This novel follows the character Lana who has a secret.
There is a troubled, young boy.
There is murder and lies and a great story.
This book is about Cheryl who after her mother’s death, her own divorce and drug use decides to hike the Pacific Crest Trail .. alone.
I cheered her on the whole way.
This book made me really want to be outdoors.
It is a good book to get you motivated to do something or accomplish something.
Kind of like – if she can do it, I can do it.
^^ and there’s a movie coming out as well!
“It had only to do with how it felt to be in the wild. With what it was like to walk for miles for no reason other than to witness the accumulation of trees and meadows, mountains and deserts, streams and rocks, rivers and grasses, sunrises and sunsets. The experience was powerful and fundamental. It seemed to me that it had always felt like this to be a human in the wild, and as long as the wild existed it would always feel this way”
She knew how to hit to a hair’s-breadth that moment of evening when the light and the darkness are so evenly balanced that the constraint of day and the suspense of night neutralize each other, leaving absolute mental liberty. It is then that the plight of being alive becomes attenuated to its least possible dimensions. She had no fear of the shadows; her sole idea seemed to be to shun mankind-or rather that cold accretion called the world, which, so terrible in the mass, is so unformidable, even pitiable, in its units.
– Tess D’Urbervilles
I started this book once before but I could not finish it. Once I got into the book I enjoyed it. I enjoyed the story, not the author’s writing. He seems to drag on when he definitely should not. But it was written in 1891 – so that happens. If you’re looking to read a classic I would recommend this one. It follows a young women named Tess through her teenage years and the trouble she has with her family and men. The basic problems – poor family, hard labor and love.
I knew I was enjoying this book when I got thoroughly angry at one part. I’m glad I finally got through this book.
I waited patiently – years – for the pendulum to swing the other way, for men to start reading Jane Austen, learn how to knit, pretend to love cosmos, organize scrapbook parties, and make out with each other while we leer.
And then we’d say, Yeah, he’s a Cool Guy.
-Gone Girl: Gillian Flynn
I’m glad I’m not a “Cool Girl” – the girl who fakes it for a guy.
The girl who pretends to love everything he does so his friends approve.
I’m glad I have someone who is different from me but we’re enough of the same.