I adored the book. Lindsay was hilarious at just the right moments and literally took my breath away at the end. One thing that I really liked about the franchise (so to speak) is that the writers of the show didn’t just copy the book. The ending of the book and the end of the first season are immensely different, so that was a shocker for me. I thought the book was a little short though. I know it is a series, but I had hoped that the book would end with the end of season 1, but it seems as though this wasn’t the case. I don’t know what the next book has in store, but I really want to read it. I should never have gotten so far in my reading; then I could be reading it right now!
The Grass is Singing by Doris Lessing is about a murder of a white woman in Rhodesia when segregation was still the norm. After discussing a little about the murder, the story leads us to the beginning of the victim’s life. We as readers are slowly taken down the road of insanity as the women loses more of her mind with each passing heat-filled day. (Not unlike the abnormal heat wave that I am experiencing in Ohio… well, maybe not as bad, but it’s still hot.) The story was told extraordinarily well. I was kind of dragging myself to read it because it didn't seem very interesting to me, but after the initial confusion, I ate the book up. I was truly amazed at the feeling that Lessing had put into the story.
Be on the lookout for the review of the book I am currently reading, Best Served Cold by Joe Abercrombie. It may take a few months to write, but I will get to. Have faith!
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