Review: Tur­tles All the Way Down

Turtles All the Way Down
Tur­tles All the Way Down by John Green
My rat­ing: 5 of 5 stars

“There’s an expres­sion in clas­si­cal music. It goes, ‘We went out to the mead­ow.’ It’s for those evenings that can only be described in that way: There were no walls, there were no music stands, there weren’t even any instru­ments. There was no ceil­ing, there was no floor, we all went out to the mead­ow. It describes a feeling.”

I know she’s read­ing this right now. (HI.) I felt like we went out to the mead­ow tonight, only we weren’t play­ing music. In the best con­ver­sa­tions, you don’t even remem­ber what you talked about, only how it felt. It felt like we were in some place your body can’t vis­it, some place with no ceil­ing and no walls and no floor and no instru­ments. — John Green, TATWD

After fol­low­ing John Green’s work for many years, I had nev­er got around actu­al­ly read­ing one of his books.
For me it was a feast of recog­ni­tion, due to many of its real life coin­ci­den­tal coun­ter­parts! Know­ing how he is as a per­son, and see­ing how you show your own char­ac­ter­is­tics and traits in your own work was a big eye-open­er for me. I guess, since I pre­ferred non-fic­tion for its objec­tive­ness, this book showed and taught me and what good fic­tion can do, what it can make me feel — me as a reader.

I give “Tur­tles All the Way Down” five stars.

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