Room

Room by Emma Donoghue was one of those books that really made me think. What would it actually be like if you never knew outdoors? If the extent of your existence was an 11x11 garden shed?

The fact that Donoghue is able to re-create the voice of an (extremely sheltered) five year old boy speaks wonders about her writing. His mother, known only to us as "Ma", was kidnapped at age nineteen while crossing the street for class. She spent two years alone before she had Jack. I can't say if I would do the same in her position. And hopefully, I'll never know.

It's nice to read a book as fresh and new as this one. It's not the same re-packaged concept you see regularly in the book store.