My name was Salmon; like the fish; first name, Susie. I was fourteen when I was murdered on December 6, 1973. My murderer was a man from our neighborhood. My mother liked his border flowers, and my father talked to him once about fertilizer. This is ...
Susie Salmon, speaking from heaven -- which looks a lot like her school playground -- where everything she wants appears as soon as she thinks of it -- except the thing she wants most: to be back with the people she loved on Earth. Watching from here, Susie sees her happy suburban family devastated by her death, isolated, even from one another, as they each try to cope with their terrible loss alone. Over the years, her friends and siblings grow up, fall in love, do all the things she never had the chance to do herself. But life is not quite finished with Susie yet ...'Moving and compelling ...I sat down in the morning to read the first couple of pages; five hours later, I was still there, book in hand, transfixed' Maggie O'Farrell, Sunday Telegraph 'Spare, beautiful and brutal prose ...The Lovely Bones is compulsive enough to read in a single sitting, brilliantly intelligent, elegantly constructed and ultimately intriguing' The Times 'A work of extraordinary structural originality, finding a fresh way to combine great tenderness of feeling with the most brutal events. You can sense its poise from the very first sentences' Evening Standard
Loved this book, surprising and full of emotions. A chapter may bring you to tears, then you turn the page and it makes you laugh hard... I liked the way Alice Sebold described the feelings of Susie and her family, I could feel them in my body as if
..." they were mine. The only thing that left me slightly disappointed was the last chapter with just a quick part on Susie's murderer. But as the book reminds us, life goes on.Continua...Nascondi
It was a story about the after-death of a teen girl named Susie. The case was not solved and no body except the elbow was found. The Salmon family, including parents and younger sister Lindsey and brother Buckley, all went through a very sad time
..." missing her. Susie, who was still concerned about her family and friends and could not let go, watched the daily movement on the Earth from her heaven. To see how her family got broken and then reunited. To see how the murderer escaped from here to there uncaught. Towards the end, Susie realized that although she wanted her dad to come to her so badly, she could not take him from the family members because they also loved him as much. Susie also had a chance to go back to the “boyfriend” for a short time to relive the joyful moment through a mysterious classmate who could see the dead.
The book was long, and it focused more on the feeling of each one rather than the happening or the murder case. I would not say it was exciting, but it touched you spiritually.
"“Susie,” my mother said, bracing up under the weight of it, a weight that she naïvely hoped might lighten someday, not knowing that it would only go on to hurt in new and varied ways for the rest of her life."Continua...Nascondi
This book was a interesting novel from a perspective of a girl who has been murdered. The girl is 14 and is in heaven and is looking down on her family and how they are coping with her passing. This book does a good job of illustrating the hardships
..." and turmoil that a family goes through and about connections that individuals maintain with the deceased. I enjoyed reading this book and found myself unable to put it down when I got to the last few chaptersContinua...Nascondi
Non si capisce molto leggendo, credo che l'effetto sia voluto dall'autrice, che ci racconta dal punto di vista di una persona morta, sospesa nel tempo. Mi immaginavo uno sviluppo differente, la trama non mi ha entusiasmato molto, ma mi ha lasciato
..." ottime sensazioni ed alcune parti mi hanno emozionato.Continua...Nascondi
La nostra pena siriversò dall'una all'altra come acqua versata ditazza in tazza, e tutte le volte che raccontavo lamia storia ne perdevo un poco, una minuscolagoccia di dolore. Quel giorno compresi che volevoraccontare la storia della mia
...ntare la storia della mia famiglia. Perché l'orrore sulla Terra è reale e accade tutti i giorni. È come un fiore o come il sole, è qualcosa di incontenibile.Continua...Nascondi
Mio fratello si tirò indietro e fissò la sua facciaraggrinzita, le piccole gocce di pianto che luccicavanoagli angoli degli occhi. Annuì conespressione seria e lo baciò su una guancia.Una cosa così divina che neppure in Cieloavrebbero potuto
...ielo avrebbero potuto inventarla: un bambino che consolava un adulto.Continua...Nascondi
These were the lovely bones that had grown around my absence: the connections - sometimes tenuous, sometimes made out great cost, but often magnificent - that happended after I was gone. And I began to see things in a way that let me hold the world
... without me in it. The events that my death wrought were merely the bones of a body that would become whole at some unpredictable time in the future. The price of what I came to see as this miracolous body had been my life.Continua...Nascondi