on the bookshelf: the help
If I had to pick one picture to sum up my life as a college student, I would probably go for the one below.
I would be lost without my laptop, especially with all the reading and writing and (blog stalking) researching and that I have to do. Yet sometimes we just need to take a break in our relationship.
It’s not you, it’s me. I promise.
We’ve established before how much I adore books.
(My infatuation with the character of Jo March gave me away, didn’t it?)
And despite how much I’m a fan of the internet and watching tv/reading magazines online (oh yeah, and doing homework), every now and again I try to simply unplug and go turn some non-virtual pages.
If that’s a crime, I’m guilty and proud of it.
I’ve said before that I usually gravitate toward the YA section of libraries, but to be honest my university library’s YA section is nonexistent. Back in the day when I was on a quest for it, I asked the librarian where it was. She said I was standing in it.
I’m sorry, but a copy of The Giver and the Harry Potter books does not qualify as the makings of an adequate YA selection.
I maintained my composure, though, and simply smiled and thanked her. Then I promptly walked to the browsing section downstairs where I was hoping I would find more help.
And help I did find! I’ve heard rave reviews about this book for quite sometime now but I was just never interested in it.
My advice to you today is that if you haven’t read it yet, go to your library and pick it up now (or at least put it on your list of books to read).
It was a bad idea for me to start reading it in the middle of a busy semester because I found myself constantly thinking about the characters and their stories instead of my assignments and studies. This was one of those books that I became immediately enthralled in and found myself savoring each and every chapter. I wanted to finish it as quickly as possible, but then would drag it out and limit myself to only a certain number of pages because I didn’t want it to end.
To sum it up roughly, it’s about three women in the 1960s in a small Mississippi town who find their lives intricately and delicately intertwined. Stockett gives each woman her own distinct, independent voice that it’s hard to figure out who you admire most.
I guarantee you’ll find yourself cheering on different characters, despising others, and craving a cold glass of lemonade on a swing porch in the summer heat.
I sure did.
So, even though the university library YA shelf (yes, that’s singular) let me down, the browsing section did not disappoint. I’m only sorry I waited so long to read this book!
Did you read The Help? What did you think of it?
I need a new book to read! What’s one of your recommendations?
What are you reading now?