Hellooooooo again, fellow bibliophiles! As promised, I have delivered the book review that I was originally going to do last week 🤦‍♀️

Here you go-but keep in mind that if you are interested in reading this book, PREPARE TO CRY. I cried. Twice. The feels are real.

 

A Monster Calls

Conor, thirteen, has had a troubled life, lately. His mother has breast cancer, and he has been plagued with nightmares, of monsters, falling, screaming…

But when a real monster* shows up at his window, just a few minutes after midnight, it isn’t the one from his dreams. He has no intentions of harming him-he just wants something from him-the truth. But can Conor grapple the monster (and his strange stories) while dealing with his mother’s illness?

 

I.

ABSOLUTELY.

LOVED.

THIS.

BOOK.

OH.

MY.

#&%$ING.

GOOOOOOOOOOD.

IT WAS JUST SO BEAUTIFUL AND WONDERFUL AND SO HEARTWRENCHING AND HORRIBLE AT THE SAME TIME OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG

Ignore me over here, I’m just fangirling a bit

ASDFGHJKL;

SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Okay, sorry.

BUT STILL

READ THIS BOOK!!!!!!!!!

BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

 

 

 

 

*Essentially Groot but larger and capable of speech (other than “I am Groot”). I love him 💚