I’m notorious for not liking classics at this point, yes?
This one also joins the 3-star club.
I’m also notorious for just blindly walking into a book instead of reading the dust jacket.
Let me tell you what I thought this book was about.
Based off the title alone I thought this was about five people who survived some sort of grisly event in a slaughterhouse. My mind immediately thought: Holocaust. Because this just LOOKS like a book my friend would suggest and he always suggests Holocaust books to me because he likes to devastate my soul at least once a year.
All I remember from this book is that I get a twitch from the sentence “So it goes.” now.
What is this book actually about?
The Holocaust. And the Dresden bombings. And so, so much more. Like alien abductions.
The timeline goes back and forth and up and down and the main character Billy has PTSD and he gets married and has kids and travels back in time and yes. That’s the book.
I read this back in January 2018 because I wanted to start the year off with a classic. I didn’t fully believe this was going to be about something so dreary. I’m always getting tricked into reading about the Holocaust.
Even by me.
Go figure I start the year off with an event I hate reading in books because I’ve visited the Dachau concentration camp and my soul wants to throw up every time I think about it.
And the books title is because it’s about POWs being held in a slaughterhouse…labeled ‘Slaughterhouse Five’.
So I wasn’t totally off.
My best friend is a dickhole. I pick him up from his house one day and he hands this book to me and says, “Read it, you’ll love it!”
Naturally, when he says this to me I’m skeptical because the last book he told me to read was Fall on Your Knees by Ann-Marie MacDonald. Great writing, great book, circumstances in the book make me rage and feel disgusted. Therefore I hate my best friend.
So when he tells me that this book is wonderful too, my eyebrow goes up immediately.
Here’s what I have to say to Ryan after reading this book:
Fuck you. Fuck you for handing this to me. Fuck you for telling me I would love it. Fuck you for forgetting that it was about the Holocaust. And mainly, fuck you for forgetting that I have declared a ban on all Holocaust books for the unforeseeable future because they make me feel horrible right down to my bones and I don’t recover for weeks.
Immensely tiny compared to what they went through, but I’m an empathic person. I really do feel that sort of thing in my soul and it imprints on it forever.
Now that I’m done cursing Ryan, I’ll tell you about the book.
It’s about two men who are set on a quest in the midst of all the ugly and the danger, they are sent on a quest to find eggs for some higher ups daughters wedding cake. It was very well written, beautiful story, horrific parts (naturally) and the ending…oh my god the ending. Was so beautiful I can’t even begin to appreciate the mark it has left on my insides.
“Talent must be a fanatical mistress. She’s beautiful; when you’re with her, people watch you, they notice. But she bangs on your door at odd hours, and she disappears for long stretches, and she has no patience for the rest of your existence; your wife, your children, your friends. She is the most thrilling evening of your week, but some day she will leave you for good. One night, after she’s been gone for years, you will see her on the arm of a younger man, and she will pretend not to recognize you.”
Kolya talking to Lev, City of Thieves by David Benioff.
This book was a lovely surprise on my reading list! As you know, I have my books in order of how I want to read them on my book shelf so that I’m not overwhelmed with too much of the same writer, genre or too many heavy books in a row. (Literally heavy, I mean. My poor hands just aren’t what they use to be.)
The Greenies was something that I had picked up at a library book sale and thought that it would be good to read after Jeffrey Deavers book since that book was heavy and this one is pretty thin. I figured I would whip through it and it would be great.
I failed to read the back of the book when I started it and found that I was in the middle of a Holocaust book.
They didn’t describe much of the Holocaust, it was all about how the people from the concentration camps came over to Canada and the process of trying to fit in with the locals. Most of it consisted of never being allowed to talk about what they went through at all, ever, because it would be upsetting to them. (Note that this is fiction based on the immigrants from the camps. Not actual stories from people.)
It was really well written, nothing to graphic or anything, and Myra told their story in a sweet way that left you thinking. I really liked it just because of the one character that was outspoken and didn’t want to hide her past.
I’m not 100% sure that I liked the way it ended, it was kind of abrupt, but oh well. The rest of the book was pretty great.