To Read: We Need To Talk About Kevin
Have I ever mentioned how absolutely awesome this book is? Well I'm mentioning it today because I'm re-reading it again for the newly formed book group I'm part of (!). It's so difficult to talk about this book without giving away any spoilers, it's quotable and beautiful and Lionel Shriver wields this tale that keeps me turning the pages.
Lionel Shriver writes as the mother of Kevin Khatchadourian, Eva, and the novel takes the form of letters to Eva's husband, and father to Kevin, Franklin. In these letters, Eva narrates the story of how they raised Kevin, and how she visits him, imprisoned for the murders of seven high-school students, a cafeteria worker and a teacher.
It's a tale that deeply resonated with me, that held me by the shackles, it's a book I turn to as a bizarre sort of comfort and it's a book that is painfully quotable. They did make a film of We Need To Talk About Kevin, but in all truth, that deserves it's own post, and there is no surprise really that the book has one several awards for fiction.
“I thought at the time that I couldn't be horrified anymore, or wounded. I suppose that's a common conceit, that you've already been so damaged that damage itself, in its totality, makes you safe.”