Wednesday, 7 December 2011
The Knife of Never Letting Go
It's 16C (28.8F) degrees outside and pouring rain. This is strange because December in Australia is summer. It should be boiling hot and sunny, instead Hunter and I are rugged up inside. As you can imagine, I don't have many winter clothes for a little guy this size now that I have converted most of them into summer items, so I had to squeeze him into an old winter set. Luckily the top had a big head opening...
Now that Hunter is having a little nap on his sheepie, I might go and make a nice cuppa and grab a book. My favorite books right now are The Chaos Walking series by Patrick Ness. Book Depository has the first title, The Knife Of Never Letting Go for only $10.50 if you are looking for a good Christmas holiday read.
Set on a planet where only men remain, and the same virus that killed the women renders men's internal thoughts broadcast for all to hear, a secret is kept from the last remaining child. The child, a boy named Todd Hewitt, is followed from naivety to understanding in an epic journey that will suck you in and leave you wanting more.
“I can read it.
I can read her.
Cuz she’s thinking about how her own parents also came here with hope like my ma. She’s wondering if the hope at the end of our hope is just as false as the one that was at the end of my ma’s. And she's taking the words of my ma and putting them into the mouths of her own ma and pa and hearing them say that they love her and they miss her and they wish her the world. And she’s taking the song of my pa and she’s weaving it into everything else till it becomes a sad thing all her own.
And it hurts her, but it’s an okay hurt, but it hurts still, but it’s good, but it hurts.
I know all this.
I know it’s true.
Cuz I can read her.
I can read her Noise even tho she ain’t got none.
I know who she is.
I know Viola Eade.”