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mikesean77's review against another edition
dark
sad
tense
slow-paced
- Plot- or character-driven? A mix
- Strong character development? Yes
- Loveable characters? It's complicated
- Diverse cast of characters? No
3.0
mryjne's review against another edition
adventurous
dark
emotional
hopeful
mysterious
tense
slow-paced
5.0
mkdinwid's review against another edition
adventurous
dark
emotional
mysterious
tense
medium-paced
- Plot- or character-driven? A mix
- Strong character development? Yes
- Loveable characters? Yes
- Diverse cast of characters? Yes
- Flaws of characters a main focus? Yes
4.5
audiobebop's review against another edition
3.0
3.5 Stars -
Starts off slow but that ending was great.
Starts off slow but that ending was great.
selenajournal's review against another edition
4.0
She lay to one side, out of breath, wet all over as if she were Ophelia and they had just found her in the flower-strewn stream. Her hand was caught in his hair, pulling it too hard maybe. And then a shrieking sound shocked her and she opened her eyes. - pg 43
She wondered if he could remember now their favorite poets - how they loved D.H. Lawrence's poem about blue gentians, or Wallace Stevens's "Sunday Morning." - pg 82
On this beach, you were all alone with the oldest part of the known world - the sand, the sea. You could have been in any time. You could have been in any book, in biblical lands, in Atlantis of legend. - pg 85
No, didn't mind the cold water. Never had. She just minded the pain, the awful sharpening and grinding pain. You think life is worth it? I don't know. What do you think? This pain, it's not particularly unusual, you know, to feel pain like this, to feel this suffering, it's nothing special, you know, it's just. I don't know if it's worth it. I really really don't. - pg 96
It is a terrible thing to realize that you depend so much upon another; that your entire sense of well-being is connected to that one - that you need him, love him, that he is the chief witness of your life. - pg 120
Flowers for the dead more often probably than flowers for the living. You ought to learn and memorize some nice things to say. People expect you to talk, don't they? - pg 153
I wish I could tell you the story of all this, because in a way, everything a man does is part of the moral fabric of who he is, and what he is. And this was never more true than with me. - pg 322
Walk a long way, cross the bridge and under the tree, she's there where the branches touch the ground, but I don't think she'll ever talk anymore. She will dream until she dies. - pg 374
A great swimming happiness came over me. I made this bargain with myself. Stay for a while. You can always run away tomorrow. But if you run, then you have lost this place, you have lost St. Ashlar. - pg 505
She wondered if he could remember now their favorite poets - how they loved D.H. Lawrence's poem about blue gentians, or Wallace Stevens's "Sunday Morning." - pg 82
On this beach, you were all alone with the oldest part of the known world - the sand, the sea. You could have been in any time. You could have been in any book, in biblical lands, in Atlantis of legend. - pg 85
No, didn't mind the cold water. Never had. She just minded the pain, the awful sharpening and grinding pain. You think life is worth it? I don't know. What do you think? This pain, it's not particularly unusual, you know, to feel pain like this, to feel this suffering, it's nothing special, you know, it's just. I don't know if it's worth it. I really really don't. - pg 96
It is a terrible thing to realize that you depend so much upon another; that your entire sense of well-being is connected to that one - that you need him, love him, that he is the chief witness of your life. - pg 120
Flowers for the dead more often probably than flowers for the living. You ought to learn and memorize some nice things to say. People expect you to talk, don't they? - pg 153
I wish I could tell you the story of all this, because in a way, everything a man does is part of the moral fabric of who he is, and what he is. And this was never more true than with me. - pg 322
Walk a long way, cross the bridge and under the tree, she's there where the branches touch the ground, but I don't think she'll ever talk anymore. She will dream until she dies. - pg 374
A great swimming happiness came over me. I made this bargain with myself. Stay for a while. You can always run away tomorrow. But if you run, then you have lost this place, you have lost St. Ashlar. - pg 505
stacylaughs's review against another edition
dark
emotional
medium-paced
- Plot- or character-driven? A mix
- Strong character development? It's complicated
- Loveable characters? It's complicated
- Diverse cast of characters? It's complicated
- Flaws of characters a main focus? No
3.0
Content Warnings
Graphic: Child abuse, Incest, Pedophilia, Rape, Sexual assault, and Sexual violence
samaloney's review against another edition
challenging
dark
slow-paced
- Plot- or character-driven? A mix
- Loveable characters? No
- Flaws of characters a main focus? Yes
3.0
j_nell's review against another edition
challenging
dark
emotional
mysterious
tense
slow-paced
- Plot- or character-driven? Character
- Strong character development? No
- Loveable characters? No
- Diverse cast of characters? No
- Flaws of characters a main focus? Yes
3.0
Lasher is like a car wreck you can’t help but look to see how it turns out. A friend kindly worded it as “awkward boners” kind of reading where you’re wondering why you’re turned on.
raymond_murphy's review against another edition
3.0
I can’t believe how invested I got in reading this! Cause it’s absolutely ridiculous. And gross: From capitalism to pedophilia.
But damn, Anne Rice really sells New Orleans. And for anyone into even light Catholic mysticism, her brand of horror just hits.
But damn, Anne Rice really sells New Orleans. And for anyone into even light Catholic mysticism, her brand of horror just hits.
yndelis's review against another edition
Too much incest and pedophilia couldn't deal with it