House Rules by Jodi Picoult
I had this nagging sense of deja vu reading this book and couldn’t quite figure out why. I assumed it was that Jodi Picoult has a fairly consistent style, and frankly all of her books kind of remind me of a TV movie version of whatever subject she writes on, but that was only part of it. (So many of her books have a single woman who is romanced by a male character who is clearly just in the book to be her love interest […]
The Storyteller by Jodi Picoult
This is the best book I’ve thrown in the resale pile so far. It was good. Very good. So good I debated keeping it. But this is definitely in the “glad I read this once, never putting myself through it again” pile. Sage, our imperfect protagonist of the frame tale, is a reclusive baker who befriends an old man in the grief support group she attends to deal with the loss of her mother. A car accident three years prior has left Sage permanently scarred […]
Harvesting the Heart by Jodi Picoult
I have to admit some bias with this book, because a good friend of mine who is wayyyy too amazing to date the Jaydens, Braydens, and Okaydens that she usually goes for just got her heart broken by the most average basic cis dude doctor. But even so, throw the whole damn man away Paige. Our heroine is not perfect, mind. She leaves her husband and three month old to go find herself by searching for her wayward mother for a few months. Because she’s […]
I hate Americans. I hate the way they think they are (or ought to be) the greatest country in the world. I hate that they define Trump as the leader of the free world and I hate their self-righteousness as liberators of oppressed countries. Which is why I hate The Storyteller by Jodi Picoult. We start off with the blandest of bland protagonist, cookie-cutter pretty girl with a scar and a shameful past. She’s also a baker, because she wants to bake all night to […]
I’ve never read anything by Jodi Picoult. Her stuff always seemed a little cheesy to me. But, one of my book clubs is reading Small Great Things this month so I gave it a go. I was right. I hate read this in its entirety and you’ll enjoy my rambling, disconnected diatribe on why it sucked. Small Great Things is the story of Ruth Jefferson, a 40-something African-American nurse in New Haven, CT; she is a 20-year veteran of the L&D ward and quite good […]
