Room by Emma Donoghue

I put off buying this book for months because I was afraid it would be too disturbing for me as the front of the book read: Jack is five. He lives with his Ma. They live in a single, locked room. They don't have the key. Jack and Ma are prisoners.
I couldn't have been more wrong. I started the book at 3:00 in the afternoon and by 11:00 that night, I had 90 pages (of the 336) to go - that's with stopping to do the dinner, bath time & bedtime routines with my 2 year old.
This is one of the most thought-provoking and beautiful books I've ever read. The first half of the book was almost difficult to read due to the images and visions it provokes, but written from Jack's point of view it was innocent and much more bearable. I have never read a book that made me feel so much - the gamut of emotions from sadness to elation, just a wonderful and revelatory novel. I did not find the second half to be as compelling as the first, but overall it was five stars.
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