I love the way it all came together so neatly in the end.
Yes! Perfectly wrapped up. I like that about many of Irving's books (I turn down all the pages that seem like they might be important - which ends up being most of the pages) - but Owen Meaney was just perfection in that regard.
And it made me cry at the end. A feat that few books have achieved. The Amber Spyglass is one other.
And you'll remember that Jenny Garp had nonconsensual sex with Garp's father
Most of the time that's called rape.
The Amber Spyglass is one other.
Bet I know the part because I totally lost it in that book, too.
The Amber Spyglass is one other.
Bet I know the part because I totally lost it in that book, too.
That made me cry, too, despite myself!
As did The Sweet Far Thing (damn you, Libba Bray!) and Deathly Hallows (when Harry is going to his death and his parents, et al., show up and accompany him).
Bet I know the part because I totally lost it in that book, too.
Wait, which part are we talking about?
Wait, which part are we talking about?
About the last fifteen pages. My copy got decidedly damp.
I just reread The Railway Children last night, and this morning looked up E. Nesbit. Turns out she was a socialist who got married at 7 months pregnant (in 1880) and lived in an open marriage, raising her husband's two other children as her own. Whoa.
I just looked her up recently because I read a review of a new book that has a character based on her.
The Children's Book
by A. S. Byatt.
God, I love The Railway Children.
I rolled my eyes a bit when Peter is given the lecture about being a man and the girls are soft tenderhearted rabbits. But I cry at the end. It's also interesting, the kids are about 8, 10, and 12 - they seem *much* younger in some ways.