A Monster Calls by Patrick Ness
My rating ✰5✰
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An unflinching, darkly funny, and deeply moving story of a boy, his seriously ill mother, and an unexpected monstrous visitor.
At seven minutes past midnight, thirteen-year-old Conor wakes to find a monster outside his bedroom window. But it isn’t the monster Conor’s been expecting– he’s been expecting the one from his nightmare, the nightmare he’s had nearly every night since his mother started her treatments. The monster in his backyard is different. It’s ancient. And wild. And it wants something from Conor. Something terrible and dangerous. It wants the truth. From the final idea of award-winning author Siobhan Dowd– whose premature death from cancer prevented her from writing it herself– Patrick Ness has spun a haunting and darkly funny novel of mischief, loss, and monsters both real and imagined.
This was such a hard and emotional read. Knowing what was coming for Conor and his mother while he seemed to not know, or at least to not acknowledge it was painful. Watching his mother die before our eyes mirrored watching my beloved husband Jason die in so many ways that it hurt my heart intensely to see it all over again in Conor’s eyes. I was sobbing uncontrollably by the end. It was such a hard and touching and powerful story that I am so glad I read. The pictures added to the story and were frightening all on their own.
Seeing Conor’s fear and anger come out throughout the book were something I could relate to from my own loss. The denial wasn’t something I related too, but could see why he was experiencing it. The representation of grief is painfully accurate. I highly recommend this book to anyone that can handle the tears it will likely cause.