Genre: Adult Fiction
My rating: 5/5 stars
There are many emotions a book can cause. Happiness, anger, relief, curiosity, sadness, etc.. I am always able to tell what a book made me feel, but with this one I can’t put it into words. As an aspiring writer I am quite ashamed of admitting that I feel as if every single word I have ever known has left my body right now. It’s as if I am not allowed to talk about this book. It was so intimate. It’s as if I was told this huge secret and I should not tell anyone a word.
But I am going to talk about it. I will try to explain why this book is a masterpiece. Before doing that I want to address the only thing I did not like about this book which has something to do with Donna Tartt’s writing. I had the same problem with The Goldfinch. She includes many unnecessary descriptions and scenes. Some people might love it. I don’t. This book could have been 100 pages shorter (if not even more) and would still tell the exact same story. I think as a writer you have to see what is important for the story and what not.
But since this book was so fantastic I could easily look away from that problem I had.
This book is about five very complex college students. That’s all I’m going to tell you about the story. You don’t need to know more.
The characters, the drama and the story evolve around each other in such a sensitive way that it all feels real. You are in the book. Whenever they are all sitting around, there is a chair for you. Whenever they are in a classroom you are sitting at the very back with them. You are in this book and there is no other way I can explain the constant uncomfortable feeling in my chest.
This is not a happy story. It’s the most messed up, craziest story ever. I have never read, seen or listened to anything like this. I can’t put it into words and that’s another thing that I love about it. There was so much to think about in this book that I am now left with nothing to say at all. If you would analyze this book in school it would take you more than two years. The conversations, the actions, every little detail was so intriguing. Rereading this book must be even worse. With worse I mean for your nerves not in the sense of it being a bad read.
My hands were shaking, my heart was beating too fast, I felt like throwing up and not wanting to leave my bed any longer. I have never been this emotionally attached to a story. Never in such a negative way.
Everything I say seems to make no sense, so let me come to this conclusion: Read The Secret History