Sunday, 5 July 2020

Cleveland Rocks

I lived 30 minutes away from Shaker Heights, OH. It was the place we went to when we wanted to look at Halloween themed lawns, well decorated Christmas homes, perfection.

So reading the book set in such a perfect familiar location was a must.


I knew the basic storyline, I try and avoid reading in depth reviews and spoilers before I read a book much raved about. 

It is about the perfect Richardson family with the perfect settled in home and the imperfect Warrens with their hand me downs, nomadic life. 


How both their lives merge and integrate. 

How the children Lexie, Trip, Moody and Izzie warm up to Pearl and Mia, 

How hearts expand, homes expand to take on more than its capable of. 

How societal pressures makes us all puppets getting entangled in the hanging threads which are our lives.

 How privileges win over righteous.

How one person’s judgements colour morality and virtuousness.

 How sex changes everything, not just with the two of you but everyone around you.


This is a powerful story in a very silent form. We crave for love in the most unexpected places. The routine, the given are luxuries even for the one’s who seem to have it all. 


The  author delves into the mysteries of relationships, why it always seems that the other has it better. About motherhood, the bond. 

Not necessarily finding the love in your own but seeking it in people shunned by society. 

How secrets, misunderstandings and miscommunication can cause so much damage.

Why we need to care, the lives we touch and change because of love. 


“It came, over and over, down to this: What made someone a mother? Was it biology alone, or was it love?”


The book focuses more on the plot and getting there, rather than building characters of the children to justify their action. 

They are spoilt and have always got what they wanted. Except for one. 

The beginning is the ending and the story is more of a build up towards the conclusion justifying the act.


I would like to watch the TV series to see how they could recreate the passion which like fire can burn a house down.


As things are going out of my control in my life right now, I feel this is what resonates with me most. No, I would not burn my house down, but would like to start over. 


“Sometimes you need to scorch everything to the ground and start over. After the burning the soil is richer, and new things can grow. People are like that, too. They start over. They find a way.”

Celeste Ng- Little Fires Everywhere

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