When I was a kid, books were a huge part of my life. and I practically lived in various local libraries. Unfortunately, as I've gotten older, and life has gotten a bit more "hectic", I can't get my head to settle into a book and I've found that I've become incredibly picky about what i read....I have a growing pile of books that I've started reading, and just couldn't get into.
Despite that, I was recently encouraged to read a book, that appeared to be everywhere at some point. Everyone seemed to be reading it, everyone seemed to be reviewing it and everyone seemed to be loving it (with a small group of individuals that hated it with a passion, or refused to even give it a try, purely because it was so well known!)
I ended up absolutely loving the book so much, that I even tried to read it slower to prolong it! That book was...
The Book Thief by Markus Zusak
I know a few people have complained that using Death as the narrator was "gimmicky", but I thought it fit perfectly, and worked nicely. The writing sucked me in, and refused to spit me out until I was (without revealing any plot) floating in floods of tears, it was so emotive.
I would definitely read it again! Unfortunately, I've not been able to find anything good enough to follow it!!
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