So at the end of The Raven Boys…
The friends are digging a grave together. This part of the book totally made me tear up–which is not what you’d think would happen. But there you have it. Maggie Stiefvater is brilliant. But, as I finished the book yet again–I was driving home. And was, therefore, STUCK YET AGAIN IN THE ABYSS AND HORROR OF PORTLAND TRAFFIC.
Anyhoosen, so, I was thinking about the ending of Raven Boys and I was tearing up and then laughing at myself for tearing up. And…I was pondering the type of friend you would, unreservedly dig a grave with.
I mean–if you killed someone and weren’t going to turn yourself in–which of your friends would you call? Obviously real-life you would 1) never kill anyone and 2) turn yourself in if there was a terrible accident. But we’re not talking about real-life you. We’re talking about the if-then version of you that lives in the fictional world. The same you that gets your Hogwarts Letter and changes into a clever little fox during the full-moon and can fly. That you.
Who would they call?
It’s possible I have a list going in my head of who I’d call. It’s a terrible risk. Make the wrong choice and you’re doubly screwed.
Anyhoo–idle, morbid thoughts by Amanda.
ps I am rocking the Popsugar Book Challenge and expect to be done in the next month or so. I’m currently reading Madame Bovary and planning to start tomorrow Wayward by Blake Crouch. I hear that one got turned into a T.V. Show. Should be a trip if you see it and they follow the plot of the first one.