For the better or for the worst, which book actually affected you. I’ll start, The Virgin Suicides by Jeffrey Eugenides. Such an amazing book, well written and suprised me.
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The blurb on the back stated that each Lisbon sister k1lled themselves one by one. What I was expecting was throughout every 3 or so chapters, a Lisbon sister would kill themselves. But actually, 85% of the book, was only 1 Lisbon sister dead and the other 4 alive until the end when they all k1lled themselves. If I was told that the large majority of the book was just about the Lisbon girls life through the eyes of teenage boys and then eventually in the end they all k1ll themselves, I would probably be less interested in the book. But this book was hard to put down, it was so well written with amazing vocabulary and it spent the right amount of time explaining things (instead of using 12 pages to describe a staircase or only 3 sentences to describe a plot etc). It kept me interested and also with it being on a slightly alarming topic (suicide), it gave the book an eerie feeling which filled me with a strange comfort.
I have been wanting to read this novel but is it depressing??, like it is said it is, I’d want something uplifting rn so
It transcends depressing. It’s dire and anxiety producing. I read it 20 years ago but I still remember the scenes vividly. Like ringing the bell in the apartment. Or visiting the investigator… I contracted the flu partway through this book and I think the anxiety it produced had some cause in how ill I became. I couldn’t put it down though.
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Personally speaking, the MAJORITY of the book would be more anxiety producing. It is only really in the epilogue where the prose and theme takes a hard switch towards the hopefulness of man
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