This book I thoroughly enjoyed. I think she took the subject of being raised in a faith but never really having your own faith and wrote about it beautifully. Along with disappointment and growing up
This book I thoroughly enjoyed. I think she took the subject of being raised in a faith but never really having your own faith and wrote about it beautifully. Along with disappointment and growing up
Not sure why it took me so long to really get into this one, but once I did, I was all in.
The book is about coming of age, of learning to deal with disappointment brought on by those you love, and struggling with a faith you have been raised with but haven't made your own.
Okay - my son's name is Nick and our cat is named Noodle and this is a really odd coincidence
I was a little nervous about where Zarr was going at the end of this book, but she pulled it off. It was full of doubt and hope, questioning and belief.
I wasn't a huge fan, personally, of either parent of the main character, but they were well written, and believably flawed. I kinda want to read more of their story.
This book is giving me bad flashbacks. I'm not sure I'll finish it--there's so much that reminds me of growing up in the incredible falseness of that particular brand of Christianity. I managed to leave it behind while still holding on to my faith, something I hope the main character manages as well.