
I think that part of my problem with this might be that I can't truly understand the bond of unconditional love that is found between a parent and their child. Having no children of my own, it's hard to imagine feeling so strongly about someone that you would give your life for them readily. That's a huge part of this novel which didn't really come as a surprise since I expected it when I read the description of the book.
So, yeah. His writing is beautiful, in a way. I can't stand the fact that he uses punctuation very sparingly, but I guess it fits the tone of the book somehow. It's just too difficult for me, as someone that adores proper grammar and spelling, to read without having to pause and take stock of what I just attempted to absorb on a pretty regular basis. It took too much effort for a book that really has nothing in terms of length about it. At least... it definitely doesn't compared to the other book I'm working on right now... Under the Dome... which is huge.
All in all, I guess I'm kind of glad that I read the book only so that I can check it off my list of post-apocalyptic fiction that I needed to read. Typically, that's my favorite genre. I can't help that I didn't like this one, though. I've just read things that are far better written and actually told a story rather than just threw a whole bunch of adjectives together to form some sentences. And I use the term 'sentences' loosely, since some consisted of two works... that didn't even form a complete idea... yet the period was there. Oh well.
Rating: 1/5
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