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3.92 AVERAGE
3.92 AVERAGE
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The shock I felt when I checked this book's rating was intense. I was floored by this book in the best possible way. Didion takes us through a devastating and confusing and life-changing year after the unexpected death of her husband of 40 years. I cried so much throughout this book, but also reflected so much on the importance of death and living a meaningful life. I was worried this book would feel like trauma dumping, but Didion is a fantastic writer and she holds the reader through this experience by creating a well structured and tight narrative. I recommend this to everyone.
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beautiful and emotional story
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reflective
sad
medium-paced
The Year of Magical Thinking is a collection of deep reflections from Joan Didion in the year after her husband John Dunne died and her daughter became ill. It is a beautiful and profoundly thoughtful work of writing. Clearly the result of countless hours of careful mental toil and emotional tides, Didion brings her reader on a journey through a key year in her life. It is a journey with no destination and no resolution and that is the point. I loved it!
Heavy but moving! Those who get it, get it. Reminds me of of a literature review (in a good way).
A very real depiction of grief and mourning. Joan Didion made me understand the process of grief better, but I feel like I would rate this higher if I had experienced grief myself. I will be rereading this in a couple of years and can imagine I will rate it more highly when I've had more life experience
Grew to love it as I read it, and made me think about and cherish life as much as I it made me think about and fear death. In a way it feels strange to know so much about a year in a strangers life, but I'm glad I could get a glimpse of her thoughts and feelings.
“We are imperfect mortal beings, aware of that mortality even as we push it away, failed by our very complication, so wired that when we mourn our losses we also mourn, for better or for worse, ourselves. As we were. As we are no longer. As we will one day not be at all.”
emotional
hopeful
reflective
sad
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