A Monster Calls
An unflinching, darkly funny, and deeply moving story of a boy, his seriously ill mother, and an unexpected monstrous visitor.
At seven minutes past midnight, thirteen-year-old Conor wakes to find a monster outside his bedroom window. But it isn't the monster Conor's been expecting-- he's been expecting the one from his nightmare, the nightmare he's had nearly every night since his mother started her treatments. The monster in his backyard is different. It's ancient. And wild. And it wants something from Conor. Something terrible and dangerous. It wants the truth. From the final idea of award-winning author Siobhan Dowd-- whose premature death from cancer prevented her from writing it herself-- Patrick Ness has spun a haunting and darkly funny novel of mischief, loss, and monsters both real and imagined.
Read: Sep 21 — Sep 24 (2014)
I wish I had liked this more than I did. I thought Ness's More Than This, which is the only other book I have read by him, was phenomenal! If you haven't read it yet, I strongly suggest doing so.
But this book's cover raves "Outstanding" & "Exceptional"... but unfortunately, I was only moderately charmed. And as far as 'horror' goes, this one didn't fill me with as much dread as his other book seemed to do.
Conor O'Malley feels invisible, and his mother is terminally ill. His father moved to the Americas, and he hates his grandmother. He has no friends because of his ex-best friend, and he is bullied. Honest to goodness, I did feel bad for the kid, being only a teenager and feeling this way. I did get a bit emotional at parts, but I just... didn't have a strong reaction to it like I do with other books.
I found the dialogue between Conor and the 'monster' comical at most times, which saved me from putting down the book a lot. I did like their interactions, and the 'monster's' stories, which did have major twists (that was excellent)! But as far as the 'true nightmare' Conor was afraid of... well, I didn't see it coming and was let down a bit. But as far as emotions go, it was heart-breaking, and deserves to be read by everyone, regardless if I wasn't 'into it' or not.
Because honestly, I learned some really important stuff from that 'monster.'
You do not write your life with words...You write it with actions. What you think is not important. It is only important what you do.
There is not always a good guy. Nor is there always a bad one. Most people are somewhere in between.
Stories are wild creatures, the monster said. When you let them loose, who knows what havoc they might wreak?