What I Read: Never Let Me Go
Hello, lovelies. I changed the blog’s theme again because I just wasn’t happy with the things I couldn’t change in the last one. I’m not totally happy with this one, but it’ll probably last a few weeks at least. Anyhow, since I posted a book cover for Never Let Me Go, I want to tell y’all what I thought about the book.
Title: Never Let Me Go
Author: Kazuo Ishiguro
Two quick things, first: 1) I saw the movie before I read the book. (Cheating, I know.) The movie was beautiful and amazing so I read the book next. 2) I read this book on my phone and on my computer because Kindles don’t do libraries yet ugh. I used my fancy new NYPL card to get the .epub version. (Amazon: get on the library train already.) Reading on a phone is a huge pain in the rear-end, beteedubs. Now I’m very sad I don’t own some version of it because
THIS BOOK IS THE BEST. It earned itself one of the coveted few 5 stars that I’ve given books on Goodreads.
In Never Let Me Go we’re being told about the Hailsham school by Kathy H., a former student. Kathy H. narrates conversationally, so the details about the world that she lives in are given slowly and casually, as though we already know them. It is beautifully done and reminds me of the narrative of The Handmaid’s Tale. (Except, sorry M. Atwood, this book would take your book out in a contest of beauty and read-again-ability.) Even having seen the movie first, the book was not ruined for me. There’s so much more going on in the book and it’s just so well done that I devoured the whole thing in just a couple of days.
The characters are wonderful and compelling, the subject-matter thought-provoking, and even its movie adaptation is fabulous. Go read and watch. (Probably read first, watch next.) I can’t say much more without spoiling, so just know that this book is awesome.
My favorite quote, and the inspiration behind the cover that I made:
“[…] when we lost something precious, and we’d looked and looked and still couldn’t find it, then we didn’t have to be completely heartbroken. We still had that last bit of comfort, thinking one day, when we were grown up, and we were free to travel around the country, we could always go and find it again in Norfolk” (59).
P.S. I am so many books behind, blogging-wise. Five books, in fact. Expect more YA coming up, because apparently I can’t shake that habit yet.