The big question

Actually, there are two, but you’ll have to read on.

So for the last couple of hours the main focus in this household has become the weather. The youngest suddenly decided I was a first rate weather professional. “Did the snow start?” “How long will it snow?” “How much will we get?” “Do you think I should drive to school tomorrow?”

Now I was a few pages away from finishing a book (another reason for my hasty departure and the second part of this post) when this barrage began. I finally suggested she just spit it out.

“Do you think tomorrow will be a snow day?”

My reply was something along the lines of “in your dreams.” You see, snow days in the Elmbrook district have this bizarre lack of consistency. You never know, but I wouldn’t bet on it.

Well, it happened again. You are clipping along with an interesting story that’s about to wrap up in Happily Ever After and the author kills off a main character. Bam. Over. It always takes my breath away. It’s not Death in Venice over. It’s really unexpected.

I wonder, why do authors find this appealing?

The first (and for me unforgivable) experience with this new trend was Jodi Picoult’s My Sister’s Keeper. I swear I cried off and on for three days.

It happened again tonight in Jennifer Weiner’s Certain Girls. I picked this one off the shelf behind the line where you check out at the Brookfield library. I’m not sure who picks the books for that display, but I’ve read a few gems from the shelf. This one was pretty good, too.

Except for that dead-in-a-heartbeat business, I could enjoy this author again. She also wrote In Her Shoes which was made into a movie I enjoyed.

If you plan to pick it up, you are cautioned as to language.

And that dead thing.


  1. Chris from Racine says:

    My Sister’s Keeper absolutely blew me away – was never expecting that ending…