Genre: literary fiction. \u2b50\ufe0fStars from Goodreads: 3.9. \u2b50\ufe0fStars from me: 5.<\/p>\n
An absolutely stunning book has been recently published!<\/strong><\/p>\n I’m generally very picky about the books I read. I think there are many books that are ok, there are even more books that are not, and there\u2019s just a handful, just very few that are really stunning.\u00a0The Last List of Miss Judith Kratt<\/em>\u00a0is like that.<\/p>\n Although I usually speak about things I liked and things I disliked in books, this time I liked absolutely everything and I have only positive things to say.<\/p>\n \u201cAren\u2019t memories a little like furniture of the mind?\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n Miss Kratt lives in her large house with Olva who\u2019s helping her around the house. They\u2019ve known each other all their lives. Both of them are quite old now. They haven\u2019t always lived alone in this house. When they were children there were other people around. Miss Kratt\u2019s father was an influential person in the town, and his son although still very young was a key figure in keeping this influence going. Everything changed when a tragedy happened.<\/p>\n Absolutely all characters, regardless of their roles, are fully-developed and multilayered.<\/p>\n Miss Judith felt absolutely real to me and I sympathised with her a lot. Even when the book was over I still wanted to be there for her. Although she probably wouldn’t appreciate it.<\/p>\n There are some characters that I despised even though I could understand why they were acting that way.<\/p>\n None of the characters is perfect but they aren\u2019t artificially flawed either.<\/p>\n The writing is perfect. I felt as if the story had been told by Miss Judith herself and not by the author. I highlighted so many quotes in my copy that it took me several minutes just to scroll through all of them. Here are a few:<\/p>\n \u201c\u2026 she wore a gray dress that held the sad promise of once being black.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n \u201cHe was a small-town man who read big-city newspapers.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n \u201c\u2026 conversations with siblings cannot be separated from all the conversations that came before.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n \u201cWe enter this world curling our tiny hands around our mother\u2019s fingers, and we exit with those same hands cinched by arthritis. How could we pretend our grasp, clutching onto life from opposite ends, stays the same?\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n I loved the fluidity of chapters, the two storylines, one in the past, one in the present, flowing two separate paths and then merging together.<\/p>\n I especially liked how the chapters were separated by Miss Judith\u2019s list of inventory. After each chapter, new objects were added to the list. If you didn\u2019t know the story behind the objects you wouldn\u2019t pay attention to them but because you have read the chapter, you know what the objects mean, and so just a single mention of them could bring a whole wave of memories. That is pure literary magic.<\/p>\n I loved the stories themselves and the way they were told. There is no melodrama in them. The stories are deep and touching even when they are scary and sad.<\/p>\n This book brought tears to my eyes just because of how perfect it is. I\u2019m so grateful to the author for this book, and of course to the publishers for sending me the copy in exchange for my honest (albeit emotional) review. I hope Andrea Bobotis will write more books. I will be looking forward to her new works.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"The story<\/h2>\n
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