(Nov. 4)I am unsure how I felt about this book. Some moments I liked it others I hated. I didn’t hate the story, I thought it was clever. I guess I should say some moments I liked Mary but most moments I hated her. Though hate seems such a harsh word, I despised her, wanted to smack her. Thought she was really really selfish. It was heartwrenching watching her life play out, almost from word go.
And I did cry. Real tears. More than once. So in that aspect I think Carrie did an amazing job in making me apart of the story. Drawing me in.
But in the end I still had too many unanswered’s.
I figure they will be answered in the companion novel titled, The Dead-Tossed Waves. It sounds really good, but I’m hoping for more than just Mary to be a character we see again. Meaning I hope some of the others from TFHT aren’t gone. Did that give away too much? I don’t think so.
I was so taken with the world that Mary and the others were a part of. There was so much heart-ache, I just had this ache the whole time I read the book. Some of you may wonder, if it’s that painful, why, why would you put yourself through it. Because it makes you feel.
You know how there are some moments when you want to watch a movie you know will make you cry?
Kind of like that.
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