yesterday I picked up another 11 books from the library, including this. took about an hour and someodd minutes to read. I don’t think most adults would be interested in the inner workings of a ten year old’s mind, but it was really funny, and definitely a quick read. I’d probably give it to a girl about ida b.’s age, along with several of kate dicamillo’s books.
while this was definitely a thought-provoking read, I can’t say that it’s anything more than theories. levitt makes some very interesting connections between seemingly unrelated topics – but, as he more or less points out, they are merely theories; perhaps the topics really are unrelated. if nothing else, though, since I read it aloud to jarom when we were driving, it gave us some odd material to talk anytime we were in the car.
after being taunted by reading a couple pages over jack quimby‘s shoulder more than two years ago, I finally checked the book out and read it in a day. as expressed in a previous post, I thought it was fantastic. still debating whether I should read the other books in the ender series. advice, anyone?
having seen the first neverending story movie numerous times, I was exceedingly perplexed when I came to the part of the book that correlated with the last 10 minutes of the movie: there were still roughly 250 pages remaining in the book. it turns out that the movie does indeed cover only the first half of the book. elements from the second half were used to build the plot of the sequel movie (the neverending story II: the next chapter), but in a very shoddy manner. it was a bit disheartening to read the second half; it would have made an extraordinarily enjoyable movie, had the plot been followed more faithfully. as with most book-to-movie transitions, the first half of the book was generally the same as the movie, although, of course, there was a much more intricate storyline. what I liked the most about the book as a whole was that it developed the main character so well, so believably. and it was not a simple good versus evil story. recommended for anyone who thought the movie was ridiculous, with a complete pansy of a main character.
my cousin told me I’d like this. when it wasn’t availale in my hometown library last year, I read gone-away lake instead, which was a fun but not really memorable story. the saturdays is about four siblings who decide to pool their weekly allowance and do something fun each saturday. unfortunately, after having read e. nesbit’s the story of the treasure-seekers and the wouldbegoods, I have a hard time being impressed with any collection of children less hilarious and well-developed than the bastables. therefore I feel no need to read anymore of elizabeth enright’s melendy quartet. sorry.