The Bone People (Picador Books)
2 journalers for this copy...
I've been torn between reading it as fast as I can, and taking it in slow thoughtful bites - I've settled for the latter, partly because I don't want it to end, partly because I fear the ending may be unbearably sad.
This copy is going to a dear, dear friend who I hope to meet one day :)
Apologies for the less than pristine condition of the book, but this one is actually the better copy of the two - the perils of buying books in charity shops. The words are what matter!
I loved, loved, loved this book. I loved the characters, I loved the myth, I loved the dark horrible edges, I loved the aching song of it, and the peregrinations and winding bastardizations of slippery language as Kerewin tried to speak her heart to herself. I loved the sorrow, I loved the tenuous hope. In the end I loved humanity, and grieved for us (but I laugh, too, because what can you do?).
This one will stay with me, I think. This one will be reread. I need a permanent copy, and will be buying one forthwith. Have I mentioned that I loved this book?