The Mason List
Oh my!!! This book delivers on everything it promises in that blurb! Gorgeous and tragic and exhilarating and incredibly inspiring and just soooooo sweet but in a fulfilling way. Not saccharine sweet. Profoundly sweet.
A touching story that carries as much raw anguish in it…
I was so tired of being his strength.
… as it does tender belly laughs.
“I’m the one who will be in so much trouble.”
You think I don’t ever get in trouble? Well I do!”
“Sure you do,” I shot back.
“They’re gonna have me scoopin’ poop again. I hate poop.”
*snort* Endearing and goofy and just plain awesome! I LOVED IT!
Wonderfully written with purpose, we never lose track of the initial focus. Of where we just KNOW we are going. Or where we *think* we are going. The author keeps us guessing as she weaves us from past to present. And best of all? She takes her time as she presents to us, a complete story that will have you crying happy tears. And sad tears.
I hurt in every possible way a body could hurt. I hurt from my skin to my soul.
And it gave so many of us (not just me 😛 ;)) the sniffles! Okay fine. The ugly cries, too.
Maryse: I’M LOVING LOVING LOVING The Mason List my friends. LOVE! Has a bit of The Sweetgum Tree feel but more modern I’d say.
MichelleS: Maryse – you are loving Mason List with all capitals? And It’s go that Sweet Gum tree feel? SOLD! Sounds like the perfect weekend read!
Victoria: Ahhh!! I was just about to suggest this to you! I just finished reading it at 6am this morning (hardly slept a wink!) and couldn’t stop bawling! I still cry even now whenever I thumb through the pages again. It’s such a tear jerker! I absolutely loved Jess and Alex! I have never been moved so strongly by a book before! Seriously guys, get the tissues ready and maybe have some ice cream at hand. I can’t even start another book yet because I’m still emotionally recovering from this one!
Amy: I’m a-freaking out here. Heart is racing (and aching!), tummy is clenching, skin is splotching…you name it, it’s happening to me. I’m loving this ride but I think it’s gonna hurt. Badly. But I almost hope I’m wrong. *Almost*. ‘Cause you know I like to hurt…in books, always and only in books. That last line of the chapter way back at 27%…did you get an *oomph* there? Like a that-was-a-significant-line kind of *oomph*? Or maybe I’m just too wound up and letting my mind run rampant right now. Probably. I hope so. Or I *think* I hope so. Arrrrrgh!! See?!?!? Told ya I was a-freaking out!
Cheryl: Maryse The Mason List has a “Sweetgum feel!!!!” That just might be my next read!!
Amy: It’s been a balls-to-the-wall freak out for me so far…and I don’t think I’m to the hardest part yet! Laura has the manatee right now but she’s on notice that she’ll have to share him soon. I *think* I know something that is going on from some subtle hints being dropped. Very subtle hints. With the way the “present” story is going…oh man, this is gonna be rough. And I love it.
MichelleS: I got to about 40% last night. It’s got me 100% invested. It does have that Sweetgum Tree feel. I love it when I am right there in the simple moments – jumping in a lake, or climbing up into a tree house… with a sweet boy… total sap… that’s me. LOVING IT…… please don’t break my heart…. please don’t break my heart…..
Amy: Mar-y-y-y-y-se!!! Why you makin’ me go through this alone??? *huffs* Not happy with you. Kidding! You know I luffs ya! But seriously, not cool… Wow, how old am I again?? I’m gonna take my iPad and go hide in my blankie cave. I *have* to finish this book before my hubby gets home and starts laughing at me.
Maryse: GAH!!!! I’m SO sorry Amy. I’m such a bad buddy-reader!!! *slaps hands!!!!* *sigh* Hug? And… Amy… ummmmm…. can I borrow your manatee?
Amy: Awww, I never turn down a hug!! *big squeezy hug* *hands manatee to Maryse* You’re at “that” part, aren’t ya? Here, you might need some tissue too…
Camille: 52% through it and totally hooked.
Melannie: Finished it and LOVED it!
Amy: Oh my… It already hurts. And I don’t even know *exactly* why yet…I just know it hurts. I need to go on my run before I attempt to jump back in because I don’t think I’m going to want to run afterwards. *walks off rubbing chest*
Chris: Im almost done. Loving it so far.
Amy: Finished The Mason List last night and…well…I’ll just say the ending was not what I expected. That’s all I’m saying. Y’all just need to read it. Okay, okay…I cried. Yep, I did. But I had a more visceral reaction to the parts leading up to the end. Obviously. *snort*
MichelleS: I finished The Mason List. I am going with 4.5 stars…. I absolutely loved it, and stayed up way too late to finish it, because I couldn’t put it down… only thing keeping it from 5 stars, for me, was the ssssllllllooooowwwww build up. I mean excruciatingly slow! And at some point I start thinking that no way would it happen this way. Then after the achingly long wait…. BAM…. it’s over. And short epilogue. So that’s why the 4.5 stars for me.
Amy: I agree about the end and epilogue being kinda quick, MichelleS. I didn’t mind the slow build-up (love that kind of “slow burn” as Maryse calls it) but once I got to about the 50% mark, holy sh!t it was a crazy intense ride for me! As if that’s not obvious from my comments on the other page, right? I absolutely loved this one.
Maryse: I agree with both of you on the epilogue. Considering how much time was taken for each part of their story, the end was a bit… quick… a bit too much so, but still had quite the impact. 😉
Davina: I loved it
So what’s it about?
A girl’s journey (and personal and emotional struggle) from beautiful childhood memories, to devastating circumstances, to a charitable family taking them in. From her growth within that family, within their society, within her new home, and yet… so far from what she ever dreamed her life would be.
Shame pumped through my body with each beat of my heart. I hated charity. I hated depending on others. I hated being homeless. I hated people knowing we had nothing.
From a wonderful life with her loving mother and father, to her mother’s declining health as cancer ravages her body. Her father ends up losing his job due to staying at the hospital with his dying wife for so long (the love of his life), and they eventually end up living in their car. Eating moldy sandwiches. Living in filth, and yet still staying by her mother’s side with each set of visiting hours. They had nothing. They were losing everything. Even themselves.
When did I stop being the child and become the rock for my father? I nodded in agreement. It completely sucked. At the time I should be getting a bedtime story, I was lying to my father, so he didn’t have another breakdown.
From childhood, to teen years, to college years to adult years, each character comes alive. Their interactions to their reactions, to their personalities, flaws and all.
I would pay them back; I just didn’t know when or how, I just knew it would happen. Someday I would repay every so-called miracle. I would not be a product of charity.
Every character is distinguishable, real, “fleshed out” and perfectly believable. They can be awe-inspiring and genuine, self-centered and pouty, to typical-hateful and no-nonsense. Each one will surprise you in their own way. Good surprises… and bad surprises too. Two surprises involving side characters were especially marking, to me. One hurt me so badly, and one warmed my heart and I never saw it coming.
Yep. If you love a “sweet” but weighty read that takes us through life lessons and growth to romance and all of it’s angst, then this one is for you. Kind of reminded me (in FEEL) of books such as The Sweet Gum Tree and Butterfly Weeds and even a touch of The Sea Of Tranquility (due to the incredible maturity displayed by even some of these younger characters. From their thought processes and how they dealt with certain life situations to the epic heartwarming and enlightening moments). Every emotion from dejected heartache and no hope to incredible hope. From resentment, to an undeniable bond, to incredible mistakes. A bit of hate, even. Of each other, and often of themselves. But mostly love. Tons and tons of love.
After months of hurt, the rope holding us together was growing stronger. That’s what happens when something severs a tie. A new one has to be woven in place around the broken threads, making it bigger and tougher than what existed before the ripping pain.
Deep, clever, heartfelt and loaded in wonderfulness!