Review: What happens when you decided that 30 days from now you would end your life? Do you avoid all responsibility, have fun, and go wild? Or do you put all your ducks in a row, buy your burial plot, and find a new owner for your beloved cat? The latter is exactly what Clementine Pritchard did.
This review is difficult to write for two reasons. The first being I still haven’t mastered the
art of reviewing without giving anything away.
And the second is that I am not articulate enough to give Losing Clementine the review it deserves.
Nothing I write can convey how powerful this novel is.
I treasured every single second I spent with
Clementine. She was funny, raw and candid
in a way only someone preparing for her suicide can be. I’m thankful the novel was written in first
person. I enjoyed being inside her head,
enduring what she did, feeling what she felt.
Ashley Ream’s idea to countdown the days until Clementine ended her
life was brilliant. I liked how Clementine
worked to resolve unfinished business with father, she knew that in order to
rest in peace she needed resolution. The
more I discovered about her, the more I understood her. The more I learned, the more my heart
broke.
Losing Clementine would not have worked as well as it did if
not for Ms. Ream sensitivity and understanding of conveying and relating
Clementine’s battle with manic depression.
She has a remarkable capacity to communicate Clementine’s emotions that
as the reader I felt them too. As a
debut novel, this is nothing less than stellar.
It was the perfect combination of heartbreaking, moving, humorous,
shocking, raw and sincere. It reads like
a memoir. Clementine jumped out of the
page, became real and told me her story.
In Losing Clementine, I found a wonderful novel that was twisted,
dark, sad but redeeming, powerful and honest.
Final Take: 5/5
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