A MONSTER CALLS BOOK

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A Monster Calls is a low fantasy novel written for children and adults by Patrick Ness, from an A Monster Calls is the only book whose author and illustrator, whether two persons or one, have won both Medals. The novel was adapted into the. A Monster Calls book. Read reviews from the world's largest community for readers. The bestselling novel about love, loss and hope from the twice. Haunting tale of a boy coming to terms with mother's cancer. Parents need to know that the true monster in this book is not the giant yew tree that comes to life and haunts year-old Conor but is instead the shadow of his mother's imminent death from cancer. Children will be.


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xumodaperma.ga: A Monster Calls: Inspired by an idea from Siobhan Dowd ( ): Patrick Ness, Jim Kay: Books. Editorial Reviews. Review. There's no denying it: this is one profoundly sad story. But it's also . A Monster Calls: Inspired by an idea from Siobhan Dowd, is a book everyone in your family can benefit from. The story revolves around Conor and. Picture this: your best friend tells you there's a great book you have to read. You ask what it's about, and your friend says, "Well, actually, the book never really.

This is such a beautiful book, such an important book, and one that I think so many children and so many adults will appreciate. I cannot imagine that there will be another children's book written this year that will provide such a moving and emotionally truthful experience, or one that will so easily become an instant classic. In just pages, A Monster Calls shatters your heart and then wraps it up tightly again so that you can go and be present in the world as an infinitely wiser, more loving human being.

About the Illustrations: The words themselves are powerful and full of terrible beauty and latent emotion. But if you're able, do try to get your hands on a copy of the hardcover, which is illustrated with wildly expressive artistry that complement the story perfectly and captures exactly the right feel for the book.

I've included some of the illustrations from the book here in this review, but if you'd like to see more images, please visit Jim Kay's website to learn more about the process the artist used. About the Story: The story behind this book makes it even more poignant. Siobhan Dowd , the award-winning author of numerous young adult novels, conceived this idea and the characters and the beginning--but died of breast cancer at the age of 47 before she could write the novel. Patrick Ness was asked to write the book based on her idea, and he succeeded in achieving a work of fiction that both transcends its genre and painfully wrenches your heart.

This review also appears in The Midnight Garden. An advance copy was provided by the publisher. View all comments. As they do. This is me now, four days after reading the book: Just to think about this book is already dangerous. It makes you feel, it causes your heart to ache, it makes your throat go tight with sadness and pain. It forces you to think! Stories chase and bite and hunt. All I know is that this story moved me.

Which makes absolutely no sense, but it is what it is! And your mind will punish you for believing both. Because as the mother of a child to read this book was so very painful. There are all kinds of monsters in the world, but those who make you feel… Well, those are certainly the worst. Oh gosh, did they hurt. Not your grandma, not your dad, no one. And if you need to break things, then by God, you break them good and hard. It was okay. That I knew. I know , okay?

I know everything you need to tell me without you having to say it out loud. All right? And by doing so, he could finally let her go.

View all 86 comments. Such a beautiful and gripping story. I feel like this is one of those books that will stay with you long after you've read it. View all 9 comments. To see this review and others, please visit www. My first rating in January on this book was 4 stars. I couldn't figure out why, I just didn't love the story. I re-read it this past weekend and I've revised my review. I was very angry, then sad, then had mixed emotions in between. My main issue when I first read it w To see this review and others, please visit www.

My main issue when I first read it was that I wanted more of an ending, or perhaps more before the ending. Maybe I wanted a different outcome because I was so hopeful for Conor.

I don't know, but after reading it again, without a doubt, I know I just can't handle the truth. As a mom, my worst nightmare. With that said, I've pondered over it and feel this book deserves 5 stars. It's a book I'd still recommend to anyone and I'm very much looking forward to seeing the movie.

The illustrations by Jim Kay make the book feel so real. This is a book I want to keep forever. Watched the movie and loved it, but not as much as the book View all 33 comments. View all 88 comments. Conor's mom is dying, he won't believe it.

He says she's just having her treatments and she will get better like last time.

A Monster Calls

I'm not really sure if the yew tree monster is in his mind to help him or if it's real. I like to think it is a little of both.

It is there coming to Conor's window trying to get him to come out and talk to it. I really liked the graphics in this book, they are not not oh and ah, they are just graphics that tell a tale! Conor gets bullied at school, but this doesn't really seem to bother him.

Maybe it dulls the pain of what's going on with his mom. Conor's dad comes back from the states to visit with him a little bit before Conor is living with his grandmother, whom he doesn't seem to like very well at first. Conor was hoping the yew tree monster would visit him at her house and he finally did She said she was getting better because that's what I wanted to hear.

And I believed her. Except I didn't. Connor swallowed, still struggling. How much I wanted just to stop having to think about it. How I couldn't stand the waiting anymore. I couldn't stand how alone it made me feel. The yew monster tells stories to Conor, trying to teach him something until he gets to the last story and has to leave. I can't say any more, I don't want to give out any more major spoilers.

I just know this book is so very good and it will break your little heart. It broke Conor's: There is not always a happy ending.

I know this, we all know this, in life as in fiction. As any reader of Cormac McCarthy knows, sometimes the best ending is not the one that leaves us all warm and fuzzy. Ness keeps the syrup on the table but tells this somber fantasy straight and it works. The characterization is real and the dialogue is what you expect in real life.

The drawing of the monster was also excellent, casting from ancient myth, legend and from psychological elements to create a fantastic but believable relationship between Conor and the monster who always shows up at the same time. Highly recommended but keep the tissue paper in reach. View all 16 comments. Of course. Jason Isaacs read the book, and of course it was a pleasure to have him tell this story.

I recommend this to every single person ever. Everyone of all ages. A Monster Calls has to be the most inventive book I've read this year. And I find myself struggling to put in words how much this book has touched me.

But it did. If you haven't read A Monster Calls , I suggest you immediately download it. Don't read the e-book because you would miss out on the amazing artwork.

This book is stunning. Masterfully written and beautifully drawn. I remember the first time a book made me cry like this. I was in eighth grade in my English class, sitting under my desk i A Monster Calls has to be the most inventive book I've read this year. I was in eighth grade in my English class, sitting under my desk in the back of the room reading A Walk to Remember.

If you've read that book you will probably understand why I cried. I'm naturally an emotional person, you see. I cry easily if I see another's suffering. At the time I was fortunate enough to not have yet experience the feeling of losing someone close to you.

Unfortunately, I know that feeling all too well now and that is the reason I was initially afraid to read A Monster Calls. I saw my GoodReads friends reading and reviewing the book, but I couldn't bring myself to add it to my shelf. I had an idea of where it could take me emotionally, and it's not a place I choose to visit. I keep those memories locked up and tucked away. But this book made me remember.

It made me remember the phone call. It made me remember the shock, the pain, the regret, the denial, the limo ride, the funeral, the casket, the anger, the depression, the trials. It made me remember my brother, who on some days I choose to forget because it's easier that way.

Maybe that sounds horrible, but it's true. It's an awful truth. So, how do you write a review for a book that makes you remember? How can I describe in words how unbelievably vulnerable this book can make you feel? How do I explain the beauty of the frailty? I simply can't. My advice would be to go into this book blind.

You have to or you risk doing a disservice to yourself, this book and the wonderful story within its pages. I suppose you are just going to have to trust me when I say A Monster Calls is beyond amazing. It's about loss, acceptance, grief, facing your fears, and letting go. This book made me laugh, made me think, tore out my heart, made me cry, and healed me. I hope, no, I know it will do the same for others More reviews and more at Cuddlebuggery Book Blog. View all 36 comments. Someone please send some chocolate, a hug, and possibly some Irish scotch my way.

I think I'm dying. If I'm not dead already, that is. It's half past midnight, I'm an ugly sobbing mess and I think that noise I just heard was either my soul ascending to another dimension or my heart -or what's left of it- breaking in my chest. I feel nothing but numbness right now, though, so it could easily be both. I hate this book so much. It touched me in some very sensitive spots, rubbed its salty and bookish Someone please send some chocolate, a hug, and possibly some Irish scotch my way.

It touched me in some very sensitive spots, rubbed its salty and bookish paws against wounds that are still too fresh for it to not hurt like hell. I hate it with the burning passion of someone who's lived through something similar and felt the same kind of pain deep within their bones. I hate it because it did nothing but remind me of how necessary it is, sometimes, to deal with the monsters we carry around in order to feel better with ourselves and the world that surrounds us.

I've never read anything nearly as awfully beautiful as this story is. The way it's written, the timing, the darkness behind the words. Everything is so perfect and it hurts so bad it's almost good.

A devastating masterpiece. A glorious goodbye letter filled with tears and courage. A sharp and bleeding piece of heart disguised as a something-page novel. I wish I'd read it sooner, I wish I never did. I hate it, hate it, hate it and, at the same time, love every bit of it. Every line and every page, from my first breath to the last.

Gosh, what a book. And if no one sees you, are you really there at all? View all 39 comments. View all 29 comments.

Lots of them. View all 3 comments. I feel neither equipped, nor inclined, to make an evaluation of A Monster Calls based strictly on its literary style and merits. Or, I will attempt to. I have a difficult relationship with books that deal with the subject of death and grief. Occasionally, I find a book that is moving and resonant - and I will both love it and feel jealous of it, for being able to articulate things I never could. Books that somehow translate raw emotion into words, that create a mirror out of ink and paper, reflecting back things I know to be deeply true and real to me, at least.

Then there are the books that make me feel like my emotions are being traded on, manipulated, cheapened. Reducing it to fuel for an angsty teen plot line. I can distinctly recall watching a film recently and walking out completely dry-eyed and practically spitting with rage at the distinct feeling that grief was being commercialised on.

That such an incredibly personal experience and the accompanying emotions could be held to ransom by an overwrought, histrionic movie.

Yes, I took it personally. Because it was personal. A couple of months before I turned fifteen, my father died. It was sudden, an accident. He was working nights and left soon after.

Less than two hours later, he was dead. I could tell you exactly what clothes I put on after my brother told me I had to get out of the shower and get in the car. I could tell you exactly which Renoir print hung in the white, soulless room we were herded into at the hospital. I could tell you, word for word, the first thing my Mother said after we were given the news.

Well, after a time, things came back into focus. Now, it feels almost like a presence, something that has grown with me in a strange, symbiotic way over the years.

That I might be overwhelmed, suffocated, drowned in sadness. I strongly believe that grief and death are deeply personal things that no one experiences in exactly the same manner. And I suppose that this is why some book and film interpretations make me so upset, that they somehow think they can package up the experience and present it to you, neat and orderly.

Here are the steps you will pass through! You should cry.. To scream that they had no idea what I was feeling. All I wanted was silence. Someone close by, not to interpret my pain, but to bear witness to it along with me. A Monster Calls is many things - beautifully written and stunningly illustrated amongst others. But what struck me the most about this book is that it was so terribly honest. It bravely spoke of things that are often harboured in our deepest, darkest centres — far under the surface of our outward manifestations of pain.

The things that are kept locked away by fear. Things that go unuttered because we worry that saying them aloud might make them real, and somehow define us in some horrible, irrevocable way. The ideas expressed in this book, and very words uttered by the monster, allowed a weight to come sliding off my shoulders. I felt as if a personal truth had just been recognised and validated, in a very tender, respectful manner.

Permission to accept that the thoughts I had pushed down as shameful and selfish, were just that: Just one or two thoughts out of the millions I have had, but ones that I chose to hold on to and punish myself with for years. I have not read another book that expressed so much understanding of what this is like. A Monster Calls is a special book, one to be absorbed, internalised and held very, very tightly.

I hope that it others are able to connect and love this book, to feel it leave an indelible print on them once the covers are closed. I know that I did. Again - apologies for the overly personal tangent this review took. But I'm afraid I simply couldn't find a way to write about this book without my own experiences seeping in.

If time lends me some objectivity, I might come back here and edit to make this a little more helpful. View all 46 comments. A Monster Calls did not constitute what I first visualized in term of story, plot and themes. Due to the spooky cover, mystifying title and evasive blurb, my mind pictured something closer to the fantasy world than our contemporary one.

Raw, vulnerable, intense and uncontrollable sentiments over which we, as human beings, scarcely hold control. Thirteen-year-old Conor tried to, though. He kept it all in: But there was the monster too. Night after night, he visited Conor. He shared stories, thoughts and wiseness with this latter, in order to make him see things differently. But Conor was a stubborn! In order for Conor to breathe peacefully again, he might have to do just that. I had a surprisingly beautiful time discovering everything by myself and seeing how wrongly I foresaw the content to be made of.

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It was more than I expected. It was more than I even hoped for. As the majority of noticeable books being found on this planet though, A Monster Calls carried a weakness, especially characterization-wise.

I sadly merely perceived any background on the characters, primary or secondary ones. I felt certain of being in a reading slump, before I picked this marvel up.

So I hope you will give it a chance too and let it fully stagger you. I cannot assure you that no tears of yours will be shed, but I surmise you will not wish to stop reading. I'm not crying because this book is sad. I'm crying because this book is my story.

It's my family's story. It's my mom's story. A Monster Calls was a difficult book to read. I've seen many readers say they've cried because of the words written on these pages. But I've lived this book. My mother died of breast cancer two years ago at the age of I lived the day when the doctors told my mom that she had breast cancer.

I lived the day when I'd spend my 19th birthday visiting her on her hospital bed in the ICU while she was in a coma. I lived the day when I would see her take her last breath. I lived the day I let her go even if it was the hardest thing I ever had to do. Two years later, I wish I could tell you that it gets easier. I don't cry everyday anymore if that counts as getting easier. I'm not sure why I'm even saying all this, but I guess reading this book has made me feel a bit vulnerable at the moment.

It's made me confront all kinds of emotions I've been trying to avoid since the day my mother passed. Although I was reading this book through Connor's eyes, it was like reliving the tough year my family had to endure together while my mom fought the battle of her life. I've felt every emotion that Connor experienced. I hated being pitied. I was angry. At myself. At the world. At God. And when his mother spoke, it was my mother speaking to me through her words.

A Monster Calls was a painful book. There were times when I even had to put this book down to compose myself. But reading it felt a lot like It reminded me that it was okay to be angry.

It was okay to hurt, to be scared. It was okay to let go. I was putting it off for a while because I was trying to avoid the feelings that it would conjure up but it's a tale I know that many people would love.

It was a tough ride down memory lane but my mom's battle with cancer was not always bad.

Sure, there were bad days and even worse days. But it brought us together as a family. I was closer to my mom in the 11 months she battled cancer than I did those 19 years of my life.

A Monster Calls by Patrick Ness – review

Reading this book brought back a lot of painful feelings but it gave me a chance to, somehow in some way, say goodbye to her once again. View all 11 comments. May 30, C. I also suspect I'm getting a little soft in my old age tbh I'm still absolutely crushed and made whole by this book. It is a story that's so emotional and vivid in pain and suffering that my heart just broke a thousand times. And reading Ness' note at the end And he nailed it. It's something you don't even think about having, but it really is one of those things that say you're losing your innocence.

When life becomes complicated enough to want and hate the same thing. But I swear I am fffsrshjs broken right now. My eyes were hot and damp ok no tears fell but I'm not a physical crier and right now I just want to curl up in a ball and 1 HURT and 2 hope that I can convey emotion so brilliantly in my own writing someday. Although ps I read it as a novel without the illustrations blame the library tho, I tried to reserve the illustrated edition and tbh why does it even exist without the pictures.

What nonsense. Jim Kay's drawings are divine and truly add another element to it.

I nearly cried. I never cry. Okay, but reasons? Yup, hold your socks, I'll give you reasons. It's genuinely scary. It's middle-grade style scary, so not Unwind or anything. But it genuinely had me hooked in and wondering what the nightmare Connor wouldn't talk about was. The writing was simple and to-the-point, which made me shiver in the appropriate places.

And the illustrations? They made the book. I read a hardback and the illustrations wrapped around the text in places. And the book makes use of formatting. I love books that think outside the box. I love the voice and style.

And, wow, it sure had a message to say but it never preached. I hate preachy MG books. But this? I was SO into the story that by the end It was magical but realistic. On one hand, Connor's mum is seriously sick and he goes to school and faces bullies. On the other hand, there's a yew tree monster that tells him stories and he gets trapped in nightmares. That combo is no end of awesome. This author is fast becoming one of my favourites. His father makes a brief appearance, in which he makes it clear that Conor is not invited to come back to America with him if something should happen to Mom.

Grandma and Conor each suffer individually as they watch Mom getting worse. Adding to his feeling of being invisible, no one will punish him for his misdeeds.

Most people, not knowing how to respond to him in his grief, simply look away. When he learns that the final treatment attempt includes medicine made from yew trees, Conor is excited. It came to save Conor. Readers then see Conor having one of his frequent nightmares, the one where his mother is falling off a cliff.

He is holding on to her, but he lets go, and she falls into the grasp of a truly frightening monster. He finally admits to the yew monster that he feels guilty for wanting her to go, for wanting her and himself to be free of the ongoing agony of disease. Conor is finally able to say goodbye to his mother as she lies dying. He can at last admit she is leaving him.

The monster assures Conor that he will able to be handle the pain, however horrible, if he can tell himself the truth. The monster ridicules the man for being someone who supposedly lived on belief but was so fearful that he sacrificed his beliefs at the first challenge he faced. Other Belief Systems One story the monster tells the boy involves a witch with magical powers. Authority Roles Grandma still has a job and a housekeeper and likes things to remain orderly.Although there may be an ending, there is always a seed of an idea which someone can nurture and grow into a tall tree.

Thirteen-year-old Conor tried to, though. It was the truth, he knew it was.

It's about loss, and that doesn't necessarily mean death, and it's also about learning to let go and forgive yourself and others around you. Conor is a troubled, isolated and frightened boy. I was SO into the story that by the end When my dad died, though, I broke.