Room (Emma Donoghue)

img_1394

To five-year-old Jack, Room is the entire world. It is where he was born and grew up; it’s where he lives with his Ma as they learn and read and eat and sleep and play. At night, his Ma shuts him safely in the wardrobe, where he is meant to be asleep when Old Nick visits.

Room is home to Jack, but to Ma, it is the prison where Old Nick has held her captive for seven years. Through determination, ingenuity, and fierce motherly love, Ma has created a life for Jack. But she knows it’s not enough…not for her or for him. She devises a bold escape plan, one that relies on her young son’s bravery and a lot of luck. What she does not realize is just how unprepared she is for the plan to actually work.

Told entirely in the language of the energetic, pragmatic five-year-old Jack, Room is a celebration of resilience and the limitless bond between parent and child, a brilliantly executed novel about what it means to journey from one world to another.


Beautiful. Just beautiful.

I was completely ready to hate this book. I never thought I would adjust to reading the POV of a five year old boy but after a while it all flows together so nicely. I was crazy about the first half of this book but I felt like the second half was just half way done. Mediocre. I felt like the author could have went so many places but it just didn’t.

Um also, I heard the audiobook was narrated by a five year old boy and I’ve never wanted to listen to anything so badly in my life than I do right now.

img_1395

Room is not really a plot-driven book, although I found my heart racing on several occasions, desperate to find out what happens to this woman and her boy. The plus side to this book was how realistic it was. I felt like the author painted a perfectly chilling story for how a five year old child would adapt and react to the things he is seeing and doing in the outside world.

img_1396

Room is undoubtedly a hard book to read, and yet at the same time it’s a hopeful story, a story about unwavering love between a child and a mother, and about new beginnings. The bond between a boy and his mom is beautiful. But not as beautiful as Jack’s bond to his mother. This book was unlike anything I have ever read before and for that, I am thankful.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s