Why is this called March reads, you may ask? It’s friggin’ April!! Well, you’re right. But I’m going to be painfully honest. I didn’t read much in March. All of TWO BOOKS in fact. So I’m going to start my first installment of weekly reviews with the last MONTH’S worth :P. It’s worth noting that I read both of these books for book clubs I belong to (and finished NEITHER of them in time for the actual club meeting, FAIL). But since they were book club books, they were both picked out by people other than me, which I always find interesting. LET’S SEE WHAT I THOUGHT, shall we??
Wild by Cheryl Strayed
Fun fact: I started reading this book on my 26th birthday. Fun Fact #2: Cheryl was also 26 when she started out on the PCT (Pacific Crest Trail), an account of which she gives in this book.
I found this story overall inspiring. I didn’t have anything approaching Cheryl’s tumultuous past, but my mother also died when I was around the same age hers did, and it also left me feeling lost in a lot of ways, many of which I have yet to resolve. The nerviness of setting out on the trail with no experience and no companions, staggered me. It’s the type of thing I like to think I could do but very much doubt I could- but knowing this is a real-life account and that she did in fact succeed in what she set out to do is what makes it inspiring. I thought the way Strayed mixed some of the stories from her past and memories of her mother into the story instead of giving us it all in one was very effective and organic, like she told it as she felt it or as it was relevant along her journey.
Probably the worst part of this book for me was just the fact that there were a little too many parts where I could just set the book down, forget about it and not come back to it for a while. I would get bored with one part that seemed to stretch on a little too long, and I’d give up for a while. A lot of that is personal taste though- I have a brother who’s super into hiking and he also read this book and told me it took him two days to fly through it. As for me, it took around fifty straight pages of reading to get me to really READ with fixed concentration. For such a short book, it took me quite a while to get through it.
(Also, I realize how dumb this one is, but she starts her journey with a fresh tattoo, and as a tattooed person myself, I wondered how the hell she managed to care for it/keep it from getting infected on the trip. SO off-point, but still xD)
My favorite part of it was the fact that there was no solid “Moral of the Story”. It was an honest account of something one woman set out to do and succeeded in doing. It changed her along the way, but she doesn’t go into extreme detail over how it changed her, how it resolved all her issues or any of that other cheesy shit. I liked and HELLA appreciated how real it was. The solitude of her final nights and the joy and sadness in knowing they were her last, the high at the end of her great test of will, and then the ‘what now’ moment after. I panicked a little with her whenever she ran so low on money she couldn’t even buy a drink, and especially when she met the two sleazy men towards the end of the trail.
So even though there were several parts where I became bored, at the end of it- which I read considerably faster- I came out feeling empowered and just really *good*. I think I was meant to read this book when I did so I’m glad the book club assigned it. I’m curious as to what the movie is like, though I’m always wary about that sort of thing 😛
Cain’s Blood by Geoffrey Girard
I don’t often read books like this- all the reviews on the back cover kept comparing it to Michael Crichton, but since I’ve never read anything by Michael Crichton the comparison was lost on me. This did remind me of Thomas Harris and a little bit of Stephen King, both authors I’ve very much enjoyed, in the way it was written.
One of my least favorite things about this book was how Jeff, the ‘good’ clone of Jeffrey Dahmer who helps Castillo throughout, appeared to have almost no personality. I wanted there to be more of him, just more…emotion in general, and I wanted him to get angry more often than he did because honestly any normal kid would be LOSING IT just a little. I wondered for a bit if it was to distinguish him thoroughly from the other kids, who turned into the monsters they were raised to be. Then around the time we find out he was cloned as an older boy with no real childhood memories, I wondered if that might be the reason for his unusual passiveness and I hated it just a little less xD. (There is another book by Girard called Project Cain from Jeff’s point of view, and I’m wondering if his character is a little more complex/interesting in that one than it was here). In any event, you still end up feeling for him with all he goes through because DAMN.
One of my favorite things about this book was the crazy fuck Dr. Jacobson’s actual murky reasons for doing his experiments. I found the fact that it was really about him in the end very true to the human condition. He believes from an early age that he is either related to or is somehow an incarnation of Jack the Ripper (even though the latest research shows he probably ISN’T), and wants to prove to himself that this is just a part of his nature and is therefore inevitable.
I was really, really impressed with the ingenuity of the idea behind this book. Not only was it terrifying to think that this organization is making clones of all the world’s worst serial killers, as well as human-creature hybrids from the same DNA, but to think that this is all within the realm of possibility, that human cloning and testing could come to be used in such an immoral way in the future of the world- that’s where the real horror comes in.
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