The dark clouds swept low, touching the white horizon. The sun was but a dull bead sunk deep into their fluffy exterior.
His feet felt numb and weighted. Chunks of ice had frozen to the soles. The icy air slithered under his coat, inhabiting his skin.
His hands had turned to a deep blue. At least the burning pain had stopped. Trudging on in the snow, every turn had begun to feel familiar. Every heavy snow coated tree now looked the same. He had been wondering for days in this godforsaken forest, searching for his last hope.
He paused for a moment, scanning the sky. It had been a bad idea; he knew it now.
They had started as a party of three. They had planned out their supplies, marked the stopping points, checked the weather countless times, and even acted out emergency situations. You would have thought the last one may have helped.
But this mountain was unforgiving. It unleashed an arsenal of Mother Nature’s hatred. Her relentless pounding of ice and snow. Everyone told them that it gets bad on the outer rim at Elbert Pass. But they didn’t listen. They could do it.
Just above the pines, a wisp of smoke curled into the clouds. His heart beat accelerated and a hot rush of adrenaline flooded his veins. He desperately wanted to cry out, but the strength was not in him.
“Go,” he said to himself. “Push harder.” He recoiled the new fire inside his self and headed towards the smoke. If he could make it, at least the stories of the souls lost could, too.
Author: Khaled Hosseini, Camilla Lackberg
Genre: Fiction, Mystery
Rating: 4 out of 5 stars, 1 out of 5 stars
So I’ve gotten through two very different books (or at least part way through one). And the Mountains Echoed was an interesting piece. The nursery tale at the beginning drew me in immediately deep into the story of Abdullah and Pari. After the initial heartbreaking tale of fiction and truth, Hosseini takes an intriguing route in giving a mixture of stories of different people throughout a stout period of time, a lifetime if you will. Each piece is from an individual’s viewpoint and intricately ties in some way back to our characters from the beginning of the book. Hosseini’s novel puts a telling perspective on how every person’s life and experiences from life can be shaped from interactions of people you are vaguely or closely connected to both in past and future. A true novel utilizing the six degrees of separation theory.
Now with The Ice Princess I had a good amount of trouble. While the story started off catching my interest, I found myself getting lost in the mundane details. Such as the fact that our main character drove careful to “give herself some leeway in case she happened to skid,” even though she was “always a careful driver.” Really, really unimportant things to note. On top of this, the novel was moving so slow. I felt like at the pace it was going it would take years to solve this mystery. Maybe it was a translation issue? Who knows? So, I hoped on my let’s-get-through-this-one-fast train and read two pages for every fifty. And would you guess that I was able to figure out the whole plot from that? Glad I didn’t try to get through that one.
In the spirit of Christmas, I wish you all great reading this holiday season!
In this safe place I lay,
my weariness grows.
My thoughts become a heavy load.
I cannot hold them much longer.
Slipping in and out of the murky water,
I finally let them go.
Down, down down,
deep into the harbors of my soul,
I seek the places
Where only in dreams can I go.