
This is the book im reading right now, and it's everything i ever wanted to feel while reading a book. It's so good and delicious that i want to live inside it. The perfection of this book makes me see all the imperfections, flaws and wrongs of myself, my life, my body, my thoughts. Suddenly im terribly depressed and the only thing that makes me feel anything good is this book.
It's evil.
But it's oh so good. Probably the best book i'll read in 2009.
<3
And although it seems so silly to say this out of no where. But rip Natasha Richardson.
Labels: best of the year, books, depression, siri hustvedt

