I don’t think I told you all, but I’m in a book club. Actually, I started the book club and convinced – well, it wasn’t convincing, they were just as eager as myself – two of my lovely reader friends to start it with me. We’re not accepting new members yet, but when we do… all will be welcome. As long as you know how to read and discuss, that is. Books on tape do not entirely count. Unless you’re blind. Sorry.
Anyway, I just finished our first assigned book: Gone Girl by Gillian Flynn.
Excuse my french, but holy merde is that one effed up mother trucking book. People are NUTS. I truly want to believe that nothing like this has happened in real life, but that would be stupid of me to think. Worse things have happened and are probably happening right now. Good god, I hate humanity sometimes. You guys are cool though… at least I hope.
I don’t want to give too much away, so I’m not going to really discuss much detail. If you want to read this book and don’t want any teasers, don’t finish reading this post; just in case. If you want to see some in-depth discussion, I started a forum for our book club because I am a mega nerd, so if you’re really curious ask me for the url. I did, however, want to share a few lines that were particularly interesting to me. Or just quotes that I liked. Whatever. Despite this book being extremely dark and twisted, there were some good tidbits of love snuck in there. Here goes:
…And he’d say, ‘You are better than any storybook, you are better than anything anything could make up.’ Nick fastened me to the earth… Nick just wanted me to be happy, that’s all, very pure. Maybe I mistook that for laziness.
Now isn’t that sweet? Taken out of context, yes, yes it is. I liked the Nick fastened me to the earth bit though… I think that could be a good way to describe love. Normal love. This is not exactly normal love…
It took this awful situation for us to realize it. Nick and I fit together. I am a little too much, and he is a little too little. I am a thornbush, bristling from the overattention of my parents, and he is a man of a million little fatherly stab wounds, and my thorns fit perfectly into them.
NO. I’m sorry, but this is disturbing.
All this time I thought we were strangers, and it turned out we knew each other intuitively, in our bones, in our blood… It was kind of romantic. Catastrophically romantic.
Because you cant be as in love as we were and not have it invade your bone marrow. Out kind of love can go into remission, but it’s always waiting to return. Like the world’s sweetest cancer.
I’ll hold myself to him like a climbing, coiling vine until I have invaded every part of him and made him mine.
Creepy, eh? Ok, here’s a quote that is simply beautiful wording…
…stuck the tines of my fork in my bulbous egg yolk and swirled it, smearing the sun.
Finally, there was this doozy:
I was told love should be unconditional. That’s the rule, everyone says so. But if love has no boundaries, no limits, no conditions, why should anyone try to do the right thing ever? If I know I am loved no matter what, where is the challenge?.. It makes me think that everyone is very wrong, that love should have many conditions. Love should require both partners to be their very best at all times. Unconditional love is an undisciplined love, and as we all have seen, undisciplined love is disastrous.
That’s enough of me sharing quotes for the time being. I definitely would recommend reading Gone Girl if you have the chance, especially now since it will be a movie soon! If anyone wants to talk about it, you know where to electronically find me.
Before I go and watch this episode of Naked and Afraid (there’s a girl from Rhode Island on!!!!!!), I wanted to share a Bo Burnham video with all of you that a friend of mine showed me today. It was pretty ironic considering me just finishing Gone Girl.
Have a great night, everyone! Oh also, if anyone has any book recommendations… please share!!! :D