Oh man, how much did I love this book?
There are few things that make me everyday happier than unexpectedly loving a book. I read Room over a 24 hour period – couldn’t put it down, couldn’t walk away, and was so very happy to be inconvenienced. I thought this book was just a little bit magical.
Room is a dark story, but its telling is so undeniably joyful that you scarcly notice the tragedy for the whimsy. Written in the charming, shockingly believable voice of five-year-old Jack, Room is the tale of a young women held captive in a shed in a backyard (Jaycee Duggard, anyone?) and the young son to whom she gives birth. For the first five years of his life, Room is all Jack knows of the world. Its imaginatively personified pieces of furniture and books are his only friends, its dark and mysterious dictator is his only mystery, and its walls are the borders of his universe. Despite incredibly horrific circumstances, Jack’s mother creates a world of incredivle beauty for her son in their 12×12 cage – a world full of games and routines, fierce imagination and admirably little television. I loved Jack from the very first sentence, and loved routing for him as his small brain stretched to imagine bigger and bigger futures.
I know a few of you have read Room already, and I’m so very curious to hear your thoughts. If you haven’t, I’m happy to reccommend this one with confidence. Room might not be your favorite story, but it won’t bore you. It will leave you feeling a little sad, a little more aware, and a whole lot of victorious. What’s not to love?
Let me know what you think!