I read Me Before You by Jojo Moyes last summer and finished it within a couple of days. Last week I passed the sequel in the library and picked it up for the long weekend. By chapter five or six I gave up. I just couldn’t get into it. Disappointed, but moving on. Perhaps I’ll come back to it in the future.
I think us here to wonder, myself. To wonder. To ast. And that in wondering bout the big things and asting bout the big things, you learn about the little ones, almost by accident. But you never know nothing more about the big things than you start out with. The more I wonder […] the more I love.
I loved this.
They are all innocent until proven guilty. But not me. I am a liar until proven honest.
I’ve started writing this paragraph more than once and what keeps coming to mind is how quick we can be to judge others without even knowing the facts of the situation. We may have seen a photo or a video, or listened to some gossip and think we know exactly what happened. This book addresses many issues, including rape culture, sexism, victim-blaming… and it does so extremely effectively. This book will make you angry. Yes, it’s dark and graphic at times but only because it needs to be. It has to be to address these issues correctly and to give us no choice but to talk about them, as we should.
I know I will.