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Ehsan Omid _hsanomid — This book was terrific. An excellent read and I look froward to reading his other books.

Bordelon Marine bordelonmarine — This book... I don't even know where to begin! There's so much I loved about it and so much I didn't like. I didn't like the justice given to the one that killed Suzie- hardly anybody even knew it happened at all. I loved, however, Alice Sebold's take on heaven in this book. The roommates, the different heavens that everyone has, the scents of every heaven... I didn't like what happened towards the end with Suzie and Ray. I didn't understand how it happened, why it happened, or why Suzie would ever ask a thing like that from Ray. I liked the style- little sentimental things added here and there, like memories of games and toys that Suzie used to play with, such as the monopoly shoe that both Buckley and Jack want to keep with them because it used to be Suzie's piece. I didn't like how Suzie's mother reacted, with a police officer and a new job far away. I did like, however twisted it is to like this, the depth and creepyness of the murderer. His obsession with building huts and tents and tiny buried rooms in which to commit his crimes was a detail I found disturbing but interesting at the same time, as well as his attempts to stop himself from being who he was with help from neighborhood pets. I liked how there were so many characters and they were described in a way that didn't leave you confused and wondering who's who and which people are really important to the story. I think this book is a fabulous start for Alice Sebold and I expect to find many more great books from her.

Ricardo Cifuentes ricardocifuentes — the book that first inspired me to tentatively pick up my pencil and my marbled black-and-white composition notebook (remember those?) and write (in 4th grade). the influence l'engle herself and her work have had on my life cannot be understated. i met her many many years later, during college, when she was well into her 80s, but she was exactly as i pictured her-- spirited, engaging, challenging. when i (very nervously and shyly) told her that she gave me my first inspiration to write, she looked me in the eyes and, with a genuineness in her tone i can't describe, thanked me. i gave her my book to be autographed. she signed in it an handed it back to me. as i walked away, i read her inscription, which said, with love and a flourish, "ananda!" i admit it-- i had to look it up to find out what it meant and when i did, my respect for her grew even deeper (i won't get into the entire background of the word/name here, you can google it yourself). "ananda" means bliss or joy. it was so perfect, i nearly cried. an amazing book and an amazing woman.