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janegodzillaOh my god, The Road left me sobbing.
This...doesn't happen much for me with books. I get teary-eyed a lot, and occasionally I get a bit more wobbly than that, but having to put the book down because I'm crying too hard? Not so much. I think Inkspell might've been the last book where I lost it to this degree. Even though the only one to see was the cat, I still felt vaguely embarrassed after I finally pulled myself together enough to finish the book. Poor Ivan. His mom's a girly mess.
My emotional devastation aside, though, I think the ending was a good one. More importantly, I think it was the right one, and any other ending would've been a cheat. I'd suspected something along the line was coming from the very beginning -- actually, there were two possible endings I suspected. One would've been a LOT worse, like Grave of the Fireflies worse, and I'm very glad it didn't end that way because I'd still be crying if that were the case, but the ending that did happen was no less wrenching for all its inevitability. That McCarthy was somehow able to end the book with a faint ray of hope even amidst the blasted remains of humanity is absolutely astounding.
Now I'm left with no choice but to badger everyone I know into reading it. Gahhhhhhhh.
This...doesn't happen much for me with books. I get teary-eyed a lot, and occasionally I get a bit more wobbly than that, but having to put the book down because I'm crying too hard? Not so much. I think Inkspell might've been the last book where I lost it to this degree. Even though the only one to see was the cat, I still felt vaguely embarrassed after I finally pulled myself together enough to finish the book. Poor Ivan. His mom's a girly mess.
My emotional devastation aside, though, I think the ending was a good one. More importantly, I think it was the right one, and any other ending would've been a cheat. I'd suspected something along the line was coming from the very beginning -- actually, there were two possible endings I suspected. One would've been a LOT worse, like Grave of the Fireflies worse, and I'm very glad it didn't end that way because I'd still be crying if that were the case, but the ending that did happen was no less wrenching for all its inevitability. That McCarthy was somehow able to end the book with a faint ray of hope even amidst the blasted remains of humanity is absolutely astounding.
Now I'm left with no choice but to badger everyone I know into reading it. Gahhhhhhhh.