Thirteen Reasons Why...

So, I guess I should start by saying that I am not here to review books because lets be honest here, no one really cares about my opinion. Just because I don't like a book doesn't mean you won't like a book and I wouldn't want someone to not give a book a chance because they actually took my opinion to heart. This is more about how the books 'made me feel' and or the thoughts they've provoked in me. Awhile ago I came to the conclusion that I used to be a lot better with expressing myself with words and somehow I've lost that incredible talent and instead of writing about day to day things I decided that I'd rather write about something I love something that REALLY means something to me and that thing is books. I should also say I'm a huge fan of teen fiction and 'chic lit' that doesn't mean that's all I'll blog about, but if you're not into that stuff and you're here to judge my choice in books you can go ahead and hit that next blog link.

So here it goes...

'Th1rteen R3asons Why' by Jay Asher, this book is one of those books you suggest to people when they ask you 'Do you know of any good books' or 'Can you recommend a book' and then you get really excited because you CAN recommend a good book! Or maybe that's just me; who knows. So I'm not going to sit and explain what this book is about but I will provide a link of the synopsis so you're not completely lost. Also, I don't know if any of this will spoil the book I doubt it I mean we know she's dead... The book just fills us in why. Anyway, this book made me feel a fury of emotions. The whole time I was just hoping she was still alive, which really is a completely ridiculous thought, but I wanted her to be alive for Clay. I wanted him to have a happy ending, but the book is about a girls suicide and lets be real, there's no happy ending there.

The book makes me wonder how I've effected people unintentionally. Although I think in the book most of the people on Hannah's list intentionally hurt her. Or they at least did things that they didn't realize would be as harmful as they were. I think we all do that. Say things do things that we don't think should be a big deal. Then we think people who do get hurt or offended over it, are just being too sensitive and need to just 'get over it' and stop taking things so seriously, but now I'm thinking about it and it's like who the hell am I to tell anyone how they should be. I'm the last person to judge anyones thoughts or feelings. Damn. So much easier said than done you know? That's the trouble with books like these they make you want to strive to be a better person to look at things from other peoples perspectives, but really how long will that buzz last? Not long, but I suppose that's the whole point of this blog to remember the feeling the book gave me when I did read it.