Gone Girl

I'm not going to tell you much about this book's content. I don't want to ruin the experience for you, because I truly hope you will read it.

I am going to tell you how this book made me feel.

I first met Gone Girl at the Barnes and Noble at Brier Creek. I crossed the threshold on a rainy Sunday afternoon. When I stumble into bookstores, I never have a plan. I simply arrive, and the books find their way into my hands. I picked up the book from a center table, intrigued by the cover. I'd heard of it, but knew nothing about the story itself.

I opened it to the exact middle and was immediately pulled by the world inside. I am pretty sure my nose was still in the book when I paid for it, and as I walked outside.

Gone Girl is a story that you get lost in for days, emerging on the other side, dazed; while remnants of the book world cling to your subconscious, littering your real word with bits and pieces of imagination.

Gillian Flynn weaves a hell of a tale. I lived in that book for two days. Turning page after page after page.

If you're already a bookworm, you're familiar with late nights, staying awake reading, skipping sleep. Those nights don't happen with every book, only the truly mesmerizing and magnetic stories.

Gone Girl is the story of Nick and Amy Dunne.

On the morning of their fifth anniversary, everything is perfectly normal. She sings in the kitchen, as she cooks their breakfast, wearing a pretty little blue apron. They exchange words pleasantly and he left.

Amy disappeared.

Nick came home to find the door open, broken glass strewn about, an overturned ottoman.

What follows is a twisty tale full of surprises mysteries, and complete utter insanity.

What I really hated about this book was the ending. It angered me, infuriated me. As I related the story to a coworker, I was full of rage.

This story, was absolutely phenomenal. The way Gillian wove both Nick and Amy's tale together, throwing in amazing curve balls that kept me turning the pages like a maniac.

I HATED her ending. The ending was weak. I feel like she was running late on a deadline, and hurriedly finished the end.

I want to tell you how I would have written the ending, but that will ruin the story for you.

Despite my disagreements with the author's decision, overall, this was a GREAT book and I'd suggest you go pick up a copy right now. (Libraries are great, by the way.)

My copy.

This post is part of the 31 Days of Bibliophilia series.