Maybe when I was a child I have my own imaginary friend but I don’t remember him anymore…
As a little girl, Jane has no one. Her mother Vivienne Margaux, the powerful head of a major New York theater company has no time for her. But she does have one friend, Michael and no one can see him but her. But Michael can’t stay with Jane forever, and on her eighth birthday, her imaginary friend must leave her. When Jane is in her thirties, working for her mother’s company, she is just as alone as she was as a child. Her boyfriend hardly knows she’s there and is more interested in what Vivienne can do for his career. Her mother practically treats her as a slave in the office, despite the great success of Jane’s first play, “Thank Heaven.” Then she finds Michael handsome, and just the same as she remembers him, only now he’s not imaginary. For once in her life, Jane is happy and has someone who loves her back. But not even Michael knows the reason behind why they’ve really been reunited.
Sundays at Tiffany’s my first James Patterson’s novel book, and he never let me down. It’s a fictional story but it made me think that “wow an imaginary friend maybe I have one when I was a child”. This book captures my heart because the book demonstrates what a person is willing to do and how far a person is willing to go for it. In the middle of the story I thought my heart will hurt again just like what God-Shaped Hole did to me, but I was wrong. This book has an amazing twist that I failed to anticipate that will happen. James Patterson did a great job of connecting the readers to every characters and their emotions. This book is a quick page turner – the novel has a different emotions – you will get excited, you will fall in love, you will get mad, and you will find yourself wanting to eat ice cream,you will get sad and be surprised. Absolutely for everyone.
People always remember the worst day of their lives. It becomes a part of them forever.
4 out of 5 stars
I am expecting that I would love this book.. most especially that everyone seems to love the book, that most of the reviews from the readers are positive.
It saddened me that I feel disappointed after reading this. Truly that every book has different effects to the readers – and every readers has different reactions, overview, perspective and experiences with the books. And this book is flat..disappointing..annoying..
It happened like this. I was stolen from an airport. Taken from everything I knew, everything I was used to. Taken to sand and heat, dirt and danger. And he expected me to love him.
This is my story.
A letter from nowhere.
Sixteen year old Gemma is kidnapped from Bangkok airport and taken to the Australian Outback. This wild and desolate landscape becomes almost a character in the book, so vividly is it described. Ty, her captor, is no stereotype. He is young, fit and completely gorgeous. This new life in the wilderness has been years in the planning. He loves only her, wants only her. Under the hot glare of the Australian sun, cut off from the world outside, can the force of his love make Gemma love him back?
The story takes the form of a letter, written by Gemma to Ty, reflecting on those strange and disturbing months in the outback. Months when the lines between love and obsession, and love and dependency, blur until they don’t exist – almost.
This book seemed very promising, but it was clear about halfway through that it wasn’t going to deliver. I couldn’t find a way to relate to the emotional flatness of the narrator, and I couldn’t take the attempts to redeem her captor either. It is a unique story, the premise was right up my alley – a psychological thriller, an exploration of Stockholm Syndrome, a story about a kidnapped person who finds herself emotionally attached to her captor – I think the last fifteen to twenty pages deal with it. But I need to finish this book so I did.. and what is this? A letter to my captor, but as I viewed it, it’s a recollection of everything that happened between Gemma and Ty in the middle of Australian Outback. I just couldn’t get all the wonderful reviews that I have read about this book – while me, I felt as disconnected with the characters – I don’t understand why I never loved this book the way other readers loved it. – I am Bored.
So this book… Just not my type. I’m not going to lie, Indeed I am disappointed. If you are into this kind of thing, more power to you! But it just wasn’t for me. Happy reading guys.
1 out of 5 stars.