Say Her Name

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Bobbie wondered if that's how long you truly live for - until the last person who remembers you, until the final bouquet on your grave.”

Treinta. No, si yo no les culpo. Si les duele la mitad de lo que me dolió a mí perderla… Y yo sólo llegué a compartir cuatro años de mi vida con ella. En realidad, yo también me culpo, aunque no como ellos, de imprudencia u homicidio o yo qué sé. Yo me culpo por haberla traído a Mazunte, por no ser yo el que sufrió el accidente en su lugar, por haberla conocido… Si no la hubiera conocido, ¿seguiría viva? Eva’s husband (like I don’t even remember his name, that’s how vaguely his character was placed) is a whiny baby who lies and then drops his wife the second things get hard, like a little b*€#.Dropped threads/ Plot holes More info on the medical experiments could have easily upped the creepy factor, but it’s glossed over. The whole thing of WHY her bio-dad wanted Eva to take a DNA test in the first place is unclear. The husband’s involvement. Sugar’s dealings with Ronnie. The doctor job that she’s conveniently suspended from (otherwise the story arc might have had to be about work/life balance. Di su nombre" es un libro que te lleva por distintos sentimientos, las primeras 200 páginas podría decir que odié a su narrador. Más leía más lo odiaba. Pero, se entreveía que habría algo más. Y así fue. Good ghosts give you a lot less painful death, but death is what comes to you, rest assured of that! The tension build gradually and the descriptions were really graphics and I could visualise everything happening to our MC. Blood, cursed boarding school, spirits, ghosts, Halloween, dripping taps, graveyards, psychiatric hospital, asylum, crypt, nightmares… everything was present to play with my mind. The storyline in this was okay, but it wasn’t scary, in fact in places I was pretty bored. There were a couple of interesting moments, but for most of the story I was bored, and the pace was way too slow. At 8% of the way in I felt like I’d been reading for hours already.

Goldman escribe desde un lugar muy común a todos, pero, muy difícil de traducir. Escribe desde el dolor, desde la pérdida. Escribe también desde el amor, pero, un amor abstracto que está en el corazón y está en un árbol y está en unas olas que ya rompieron y de las que apenas vemos espuma que vuelve al mar. You can tell this novel is a labour of love from The Authors (perhaps the wrong words given the content. An expose of racial intolerance and social exclusion more apt) Either way its deeply personal.Bloody Mary has been scaring the shit out of me since my cousin's 10th birthday party. I refused to go into the bathroom with the older girls and chant. Eight year old Ellen Gail knew better. Of course, she also got all her underwear frozen for being a "scaredy cat." But it remains one of my favorite urban legends. The ending was okay, but I was glad I had finished. I did think the ending was left quite open though, and I’m not sure whether this was just to increase how scary the ending was supposed to be, or whether the author is thinking about leaving things open for a sequel. I certainly won’t be rushing to read it if there is a sequel though. In the autumn of 2007, in the first months after his young wife, Aura Estrada, died, the novelist Francisco Goldman used to wander the streets of Brooklyn where they lived, restlessly retracing his private stations of the cross. "This was Aura's yoga studio; here's the spa she'd go to for a massage when she was stressed; here was her favourite clothing boutique and there, her second favourite; our fish store; this is where she bought those cool eyeglasses with the yellow-tinted lenses; our late-night burger and drinks place; our brunch place; the restaurant-we-always-fight-in…" I can't make up my mind if I like the twist at the end or not. I think I do? Right now I do. The newspaper clipping was a nice touch. I found the writing to be a little hit and miss at times, but for the most part it served its purpose just fine. Some of the dialogue and internal monologues were a little bit cringey at times it took me out of the story, but not enough to make me want to stop reading. There was also a tiny bit of inconsistency with the coping strategies the protagonist uses at the beginning of the book seemingly disappearing a few chapters in.