Dream goal rn is to open a radical bookstore with my partner and use it as a community space and an educational space and a front for more radical action and organizing. We desperately need a more radical culture here irl, off of Facebook and Twitter and other cop shit. I wanna help make that happen.
Book Review: The Good Son by You-Jeong Jeong
I’m always up for a good psychological thriller. But this? I barely forced myself to finish it and not DNF it.
Jeong’s The Good Son is a psychological thriller/mystery/horror novel that is said to have a Stephen King vibe. It follows our young Yu-yin’s three-day journey after waking up in his bed covered with blood and discovering the dead body of his mother. While trying to prove that he’s innocent, he starts uncovering memories from years and years ago, trying to fill in the gaps his brain has so cleverly forgotten.
Having read this, I feel like I should feel disturbed and scared and like I just looked in the eyes of a serial killer, but to be honest, reading through the novel, all I felt was boredom and annoyance. I was around 65% into the book before anything even started happening, and after that point, I felt like the author went completely off the rails and started writing a whole new story. And this just gave me a headache.
The main character, Yu-yin, didn’t do it for me at all. I’ve read multiple psychological thrillers in the past, but here, our psychopath is beyond boring, and don’t even get me started on his hatred for all women alike and his pages long flashbacks that, most of the time, aren’t even real the first time around.
Not only that, but I disliked the writing style in general. I am giving it the benefit of the doubt that maybe it’s like this because it’s a translation from Korean, but the writing was dry, full of unnecessary descriptions that went on for pages and pages, and the dialogue didn’t stick with me at all.
There were some passages as described by our psychopath that were utterly disturbing and raised so many red flags that I doubt anyone could just ignore. For example: “Maybe she was on her period. It wasn’t rare for me to smell menstrual blood in an enclosed space like a lecture hall or a classroom; it was easy to identify the person who was bleeding since it had a clear, unique smell.” Um, excuse you?
All in all, I rarely rate the books this low, even the ones I do not enjoy, but this one just sparked a lot of new-found hatred in me. It was bland, boring, and forgettable, and I literally fell asleep once during the last 10%. And, honestly, I hope I never have to force myself to finish another book like this.
Published: June 5th 2018 by Penguin Books
Read: July 8th 2020
Rating: 1 star | ★☆☆☆☆
Review cross-posted to Goodreads.
My mama’s house, my art
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* to live like this. *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
Louisa May Alcott, Little Women
Everybody was upset about the wedding we didn’t get to witness with Aelin and Rowan…. this is how I imagined it went down
*Rowan says some heartfelt thing about Aelin and how she brought the light back into his life— (insert more nice stuff here) —
Aelins wedding vows- “Good luck and don’t fuck it up.”
Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov
Does this make any sense ?
Why I wrote it
It just seemed appropriate at the time
It may not seem it, but I’m actually very in love with my books and my book shelf. Please appreciate it with me 🥺
My favorite quotes from The Brothers Karamazov and Crime and Punishment
The thing is, if you lose them, there’s a reason for it. Let it happen. Accept it. What you can’t accept is losing yourself trying to keep a friendship lasting that isn’t meant to last.
I gave away a bunch of my favourite books to people in 2018. In a fit of love them set them free, material possessions are bad, travel light. By then I hadn’t been able to read for a bit so that too.
Now I sort of want them back. To say nothing of the dog by Connie Willis, which is why I went to Oxford and Coverntry and a delightful afternoon at Coventry Cathedral and ruins. Michelle Paver’s Dark Matter why I went to Svalbard.
I still can’t read much but I kind of just want to hold them and read a page or few.
It’s been two years of no books and it’s so odd to live these years without after a lifetime of avid reading. Gave up book club and friends. Well I kept two.
It keeps taking.
July 8, 2020
Day 23/100 days of productivity