

The adorable Zusak style (in which sentences nail an idea so perfectly that my emotional state is flipped upside down and jerked all around).

Given that Zusak’s 2006 best-seller is the only familiarity I had with his work, I felt expectant of few things:Ģ. It was an experience, and an emotional one that refuses to stop tugging at my itty heart. That book is a story which holds precious characters who made my I like you full-bloom into I love you, I love you, I love you. The Book Thief ripped my tongue off and all I felt capable of doing was making wounded-animal noises. This does not happen too often, because whatever I think can usually find its way out of my mouth in coherence. But then it just gets back up again.Īpplause for Markus Zusak, for he has stunned me dumb and wordless not once but twice.

I hear my heart beating, but I don’t want to. Sometimes I walk to that field and sink to my knees.
