I found this such a powerful book, in so many ways. That is until a monster – in the form of a giant Yew tree – starts appearing at his window at 12:07 most nights. The word monster in the title obviously makes you think this will take a supernatural turn or become a big good vs evil battle but this book addresses a far scarier idea – the monsters that are inside us and how we live with them. His dad has moved to America and has a new family and his grandmother is hard to get along with. Lead character, Conor is 13 and lives with his mum who has cancer. A Monster Calls is written by Patrick Ness but he makes clear that this story came from an idea by Siobhan Dowd, a young adult author who sadly died before she could turn her idea into a book. It’s always a sign of a good book when you look up and suddenly you’re at your destination, or in this case, you’ve been stuck on a train for an hour but don’t realise. Delayed by over an hour, rather than get stressed, I simply read and transported myself away from the simmering, unspoken anger emanating from the people rammed into the carriage around me.
One morning this week the trains gave me (what in the past would have been frustrating situation) a lot of extra reading time due to their shoddiness at keeping to a timetable. This blog got its name from the place I do most of my reading – the 7:47am train on the way to work. Opening sentence: “ The monster showed up just after midnight.
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