Today’s Top Ten Tuesday is a rewind. You can go to this post at The Broke and the Bookish and pick any Top Ten topic you may have missed, or not had time to do. I wasn’t quite into super blogger mode in November of last year, so I missed this Top Ten. What are the top ten books that made you cry?
I think I picked this one because I’ve been to two funerals in the past month, and what I hate about them is the sense that, at least in middle class, white, midwestern funerals, you’re not really supposed to cry. I mean, it’s okay to cry, but still kind of embarrassing. You can cry, but not too much. We’re stoic and slightly idiotic, and I hate going to a funeral and trying not to cry. Rant over.
So, I love a book that makes you cry because you can get that good emotional release that comes from crying (everyone should have a good cry every now and then, don’t you think) in the privacy of your own home.
In no particular order:
1. The Time Traveler’s Wife, by Audrey Niffenegger. I sobbed at the end of this book. I don’t remember why, but it felt good. Sometimes it’s not even about the book, you know?
3. Bridge to Terabithia, by Katherine Paterson. Well who wouldn’t cry reading this book? It’s like Old Yeller for those of us who aren’t dog people. Speaking of which, you could add Sounder here, which I did quite like, and of course, will make you cry.
4. The Wednesday Sisters by Meg Waite Clayton. Spoiler alert, but yes, when you find out Lynda has cancer.
5. Coop: A Family, a Farm, and the Pursuit of One Good Egg, by Michael Perry. I think I cried when Perry’s wife was giving birth, rather than when someone died. It’s not always about dying, either.
6. As Always, Julia: The Letters of Julia Child and Avis DeVoto. I cried when Julia finally got her book published. See above. It’s not always about dying.
7. Rural Free, by Rachel Peden. I just cried at the beauty of Peden’s descriptions of farm life and for a kind of sadness that maybe part of what she was writing about is already gone.
8. The Lovely Bones, by Alice Sebold. This doesn’t really require any explanation, does it? I started this book in a Borders in Bloomington, Indiana and didn’t finish it for another two years or so, because I started crying right there in the Borders (not appropriate midwestern behavior) and had to put it down.
9. A Fine Balance, by Rohinton Mistry. Oh so many places to cry in this one, but especially at the end, I think.
10. Wolf Whistle, by Lewis Nordan. For the poor dead boy whose magical eye goes on seeing after death.
There seems to be some overlap between the books I very much like and the ones that made me cry….hmmm. What books are tear-jerkers for you? Is that a good thing?
A review of The Uncoupling by Meg Wolitzer
And the debut of a new meme based on Madison Monday which everyone can participate in (though you could also all move to Madison), My Town Monday, in which folks blog about the places they live