Pages: 76 / 222 [eReader edition]; 34%
The Reason for the Reaping: I started this, and then it was put on the long list for the Man Booker Prize 2017. So, you know, it came to me in a dream.
As I Lay Summarizing: Deep in northern Minnesota, 15-year-old Linda (whose real name is Mattie… idk), starts babysitting Paul across the lake. Mattie (Linda?) is relating her story in ominous retrospect, making it creepy and cold like the place it’s set in.
The Line That Killed Me: “It seemed unfair to me that people couldn’t be something else just by working at it hard, by saying it over and over” (20). Death by the one weakness of language.
Best Character: Linda/Mattie
Why [As] You Like It: As a native Minnesotan, identifying with every sentence about cold weather is both amusing and comforting. Everyone needs to know how god damn cold it gets here, and Fridlund uses the outdoor nippiness as a great inspiration for her prose and storytelling. Major props to her and major pride for my homeland. Sweating in your jacket is FUN, everyone, I promise.
Why I’m Gone, Girl: While Mattie’s ominous visions of the future keep the tone interesting, it’s also v distracting. I’m not about to predict what happens, but it’s easy to get caught up in the “omg is that a clue?” method of reading. Which is not reading is about, we should totally juST READ NORMALLY.
Last Line, Last Chance: “…he wanted her to know she had a choice.”
Will I turn the page, or toss it into Mount Doom?
Yes please. Minnesota pride keeps me moving. Plus that Man Booker nom obviously.