Completed October 22, 2015

Sharp Objects - Gillian Flynn

As I read this book, I thought to myself that there were almost certainly people I knew who could relate to Camille's story, individuals for whom this work of fiction too closely resembled their truth.  To the damaged, the broken and the lost, I offer you my deepest condolences.


The Divine Miss M said it best:


Some say love, it is a river, that drowns the tender reed
Some say love, it is a razor, that leaves your soul to bleed
Some say love, it is a hunger, an endless aching need
I say love, it is a flower, and you, its only seed


It's the heart afraid of breaking, that never learns to dance
It's the dream afraid of waking, that never takes the chance
It's the one who won't be taken, who cannot seem to give
And the soul afraid of dying, that never learns to live


When the night has been too lonely and the road has been too long
And you think that love is only for the lucky and the strong
Just remember in the winter, far beneath the bitter snow
Lies the seed, that with the sun's love in the spring becomes the rose.