"You men out there who think Ms. Picoult is a chick thing need to get with the program. Her books are an everyone thing, and the current offering — about a little girl whose bones are so brittle that they break almost at a puff of wind — is her best since My Sister's Keeper. It's a legal/medical thriller, but at bottom it's a story about the American heart of darkness: a small-town marriage under stress. Picoult writes with unassuming brilliance and never descends into soap opera.”
—Stephen King
From the time I read my first Picoult book I became a rabid fan. If she wrote it, I’ve read it. And yet I find myself dismayed that a movie has been made of My Sister’s Keeper. What makes Picoult such a fabulous writer is her exploration of the feelings of all people involved in an issue. And the issues she chooses to write about are difficult. Her writing is sheer poetry; her sense of timing is perfect—how does that translate into a movie?
I didn’t come to see [my sister] because it would make me feel better. I came because without her, it’s hard to remember who I am.
I became a firefighter because I wanted to save people. But I should have been more specific. I should have named names.
I stare at Kate through the protective glass wall. Gamma rays, leukemia, parenthood. It is the things you cannot see coming that are strong enough to kill you.
If you've seen My Sister's Keeper, please post your comments, or any comments, about Picoult. Thanks.
