I have just finished reading We Need to Talk About Kevin, by Lionel Shriver. A great book that I plan to read again one day, when I have time. It is a poignant story which leaves you feeling disconcerted up until the very last pages, about the upbringing of Kevin Khatchadourian, who kills seven of his fellow high-school students, a cafeteria worker, and his English teacher three days before his sixteenth birthday. A most intriguing boy, is portrayed as 'evil' from the moment he is born, and every story his mother has to tell of him only confirms this description. From beheading his toys as a toddler, to pouring cleaning chemicals in his sister's eye on his first baby-sitting job, he does his best to smugly earn the hatred of anyone who sets there sight on him.
Written from the persective of Eva, Kevin's mother, she manages to confuse my original oppinion of how nurture has more of a influence on behaviour than nature does. This book poses the questions, if Kevin had been brought up in a different home, would he still had done what he had done? Kevin makes it incredibly hard for his mother to love him, and consequently, she stops trying. But would Kevin accept love from anyone else? Or would he merely reject it, as he did to his mother?
One of the things I have enjoyed most about this book, is it took me longer to read than the average, and this is probably due to the way it is written. The language and structure is almost possessing and elegant, and I found myself reading parts over and over again, just thinking about the word choices and deep descriptions.
Everyone should read this book. It is an intelligent interpretation of what we need to talk about, but can't. I have probably given away too much allready... but go ahead, and read it!
Saturday, May 26, 2007
Thursday, May 17, 2007
Tuesday, May 15, 2007
Today has been a weird day. Firstly, a member of my family had a major opperation today, but the Lords planning and love as shined through so greatly that i begin to doubt the very purpose of this whole ordeal. So many more things have happened as a result of it, and this is amazing.
Not only has my mind been constantly reminded of this, but also of the fact that i only have two days left of school - this is terrifying in that it means that it's exam time, but also it is desperately sad; everyone is beggining to get unbearably soppy, thinking that as we have little time left, we all have to tell each other how much we love these people, and how we are going to try or best to keep in touch. If i leave without crying on thursday, it will be a miracle.
I think the thing i will struggle with the most when i leave is being so bored and lonely! I'm so used to having people around me all the time, even if you don't talk to them, that i think i will just feel absent; my schooling at Warden Park has been constant, no matter how much i didn't want it to be.
Anyway, on a lighter note, this is more fun with white grapes because you can use a black pen to draw faces on, but you get the picture... ;)

I call them Grape People. It's fun, you should try it at home... ;)
Not only has my mind been constantly reminded of this, but also of the fact that i only have two days left of school - this is terrifying in that it means that it's exam time, but also it is desperately sad; everyone is beggining to get unbearably soppy, thinking that as we have little time left, we all have to tell each other how much we love these people, and how we are going to try or best to keep in touch. If i leave without crying on thursday, it will be a miracle.
I think the thing i will struggle with the most when i leave is being so bored and lonely! I'm so used to having people around me all the time, even if you don't talk to them, that i think i will just feel absent; my schooling at Warden Park has been constant, no matter how much i didn't want it to be.
Anyway, on a lighter note, this is more fun with white grapes because you can use a black pen to draw faces on, but you get the picture... ;)
I call them Grape People. It's fun, you should try it at home... ;)
Sunday, May 06, 2007
2 exams down, and about 10 to go! After doing my art exam last week, i have come to the decision that art has deffently been a huge chunk of my life the last six weeks, but i have enjoyed all of it. My art exam was even enjoyable, and despite the 10 hours silence bit, i found that i could do an incredilble amount of work in that time - in the first day i suprised myself. Having experienced two days in which i have worked my butt off solidly, i am still hoping that one day i will be able to do the same in a career in the future. It's only been two days, but i am allready starting to feel nostagic about the whole thing - no more art lessons for the rest of my schooling. I have also handed in my sketchpad, which is what i have had my head co-joined to for the past 6 weeks, so now i feel a little like i lost something. I am going to have to buy a new one very soon...
Newton Faulkner is also releasing his new single, 'I need something' tomorrow, and i am looking forward very much to getting it. I saw him supporting James Morrison in Brighton in march, and this guy is gonna make it really big. He has my every support!
He is also very funny, and very good at guitar. I like watching him play a lot, although most of the time he has about 4 guitars on the stage at once, all tuned differently. So it's quite hard to pick up on stuff he is actually doing. Anyway, you should listen -
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RpanipkxbwA
Newton Faulkner is also releasing his new single, 'I need something' tomorrow, and i am looking forward very much to getting it. I saw him supporting James Morrison in Brighton in march, and this guy is gonna make it really big. He has my every support!
He is also very funny, and very good at guitar. I like watching him play a lot, although most of the time he has about 4 guitars on the stage at once, all tuned differently. So it's quite hard to pick up on stuff he is actually doing. Anyway, you should listen -
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RpanipkxbwA
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