As it turns out, it fulfilled very few of my expectations, but proved an interesting and enjoyable read all the same. This book has one of those shocker endings that cast everything that's come before into a different light, prompting a re-read almost immediately. She's a perfectionist, she's angsty towards her parents, she's drumming it out to her own beat, unconcerned with making friends - more concerned with making grades. Nine out of ten graduates went on to university after going there. It is about secrets, and the danger of keeping them too well hidden.
Unlike Jim Bain, a car-thieving probationer she's responsible for. My brain scrambles just thinking about it all. So when I got home for supper, a fog of anticlimax had settled over me. In spite of the rather odd title I did quite enjoy this book. She seemed a bit pissed off. She's a perfectionist, she's angsty I love Helen Fitzgerald's Adult Fiction, which are darkly funny, wild and always surprising. She worked as a parole officer and social worker for 10 years before becoming a full-time writer.
Even if you figure out where you think it's going, it doesn't diminish the enjoyment and satisfaction of watching Rachel all the way to the the climax where more than just secrets are revealed. We all deferred to her, waiting for her to initiate conversation, and hanging on every word she said. I was rooting for Rachel throughout and I loved her 'love interest', Sammy, too. When I stepped out of the croft house, on the other hand, I was only ever confronted with a wind that bit my tonsils off. As Rachel goes away to a boarding school in Scotland for her senior year, she is thrilled to be out on her own and out of her gloomy home on a small dreary island with her ever depressed and non-communicative parents.
Rachel was just hard to understand and her personality was hard to place in general. Via India and London, Helen came to Glasgow University where she completed a Diploma and Masters in Social Work. Rachel's devotion to her studies, her reputation as a secret keeper and her ever increasing self isolation lead to a shocking climax. We are not always able to make our books available worldwide. It's not like I could tell everyone that she sneaks off in the middle of the night in her pink silk nightie to sleep with her boyfriend. At Aberfeldy Halls, you got your own cubicle and you studied for four hours every night.
At age 9 she told a secret that nearly destroyed her parents' marriage and sent them to exile on a Scottish island she hates--where her parents turned super-religious the local style and there are no opportunities. So when Amelia asked for my help, What was I to do? It was a fun read for me - from a clever author who dares to be a little bit different. Fitzgerald is a master of show-not-tell and we learn very little from Rachel about her thoughts and motivations that isn't implied through her actions. We all knew we were in the presence of tremendous beauty, humbled by her eyes and by her expensive designer clothes. Author by : Helen FitzGerald Languange : en Publisher by : Sourcebooks, Inc.
We all knew we were in the presence of tremendous beauty, humbled by her eyes and by her expensive designer clothes. So when Amelia asked for my help, What was I to do?. She works part time as a criminal justice social worker in Glasgow. However, it was a fast and engaging read and might serve w I was pleasantly surprised by this book. I Never Tell Other People's Secrets. It was the best senior boarding school in the highlands. When she finally cracks during a hot flush in a changing room, it's him she turns to for help, and he accompanies her on a journey she'll never forget.
They wanted me in our small croft house, where the ghosts of wet farmers from two hundred years ago lived with the ghosts of us. I wanted to make them see that to be saved you must first dive into the water. I needed to do medicine and make money and live in the city, maybe even in London. In spite of the rather odd title I did quite enjoy this book. If you listen hard enough, you will hear. All must provide alibis in brief first-person entries. From hour-like-minutes that ticked a sharp bird-beak into your skull? Now she struggles with what to do, because this secret is alive and needs his mother.
Part Voldemort, part Cruella de Vil if she were a dude , and worse in appearance and odor than a gluttonous farm pig? Author: Helen FitzGerald Published by: Sourcebooks Fire on November 1, 2010 Summary from amazon. The title and cover of Amelia O'Donohue is So Not a Virgin hint at a novel about friendships and enemies and teen gossip, but there is a greater depth to Helen Fitzgerald's wor I picked up Amelia O'Donohue is So Not a Virgin because it looked like just the sort of light and fluffy read I love to bury myself in when I don't want to have to think to much about the book I'm reading. Amelia odonohue stunning knew were presence tremendous beauty humbled eyes expensive designer clothes deferred waiting initiate conversation hanging every word said when amelia asked help what have choice home for teens contemporary teen amelia odonohue is so not a virgin view larger image amelia odonohue is so not a virgin isbn. It's got the same trademark gutsy pacing - it doesn't linger over scenes but keeps pushing on forward making it a swift and page-flipping read. As a fellow lonely, grade-obsessed neurotic, I really related to her and understood her. I longed to leave the island, my floating prison of rain, hunched shoulders, and the good lord.