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A review by akmargie
Last Night I Sang to the Monster by Benjamin Alire Sáenz
5.0
It makes me really sad that it took me so long to find Sáenz's work. It is so incredibly lyrical and moving and devastatingly honest. I really loved it.
pg. 11
I have it in my head that when we're born, God writes things on our hearts. See, on some people's hearts he writes happy and on some people's hearts he writes sad and on some people's hearts he writes crazy and on some people's hearts he writes genius and on some people's hearts he writes angry and on some people's hearts he writes winner and on some people's heart he writes loser.
I think God is the wind. It's all like a game to him. Him. God. And it's all pretty much random. He takes out his pen and starts writing on our blank hearts. When it came my turn, he wrote sad. I don't like God very much. Apparently, he doesn't like me very much either.
pg.39
IN THE COUNTY OF DREAMS
I have this idea stuck in my head that you have to be born beautiful in order to dream beautiful things. God didn't write beautiful on my heart. I'm stuck with all my bad dreams. Bad dream for bad boys. I guess that's the way it is for me. Look, there's nothing I can do about it.
pg. 11
I have it in my head that when we're born, God writes things on our hearts. See, on some people's hearts he writes happy and on some people's hearts he writes sad and on some people's hearts he writes crazy and on some people's hearts he writes genius and on some people's hearts he writes angry and on some people's hearts he writes winner and on some people's heart he writes loser.
I think God is the wind. It's all like a game to him. Him. God. And it's all pretty much random. He takes out his pen and starts writing on our blank hearts. When it came my turn, he wrote sad. I don't like God very much. Apparently, he doesn't like me very much either.
pg.39
IN THE COUNTY OF DREAMS
I have this idea stuck in my head that you have to be born beautiful in order to dream beautiful things. God didn't write beautiful on my heart. I'm stuck with all my bad dreams. Bad dream for bad boys. I guess that's the way it is for me. Look, there's nothing I can do about it.