I finished up Demon Copperhead last night and it was a treat. Well, we’re not talking a super-positive experience, but this was my first Barbara Kingsolver fiction book and it was quite a ride. And, no, I didn’t know that this was a modern retelling of David Copperfield. (I don’t think I know that story. Maybe I should read the movie?)
Paper books tend to be my preference, but reading on Kindle gives certain advantages such as highlighting. Because I borrowed this book from the library (Libby!), I now have the easy opportunity to share some of my highlights. Why did I highlight these things? Because they struck me.
A city is the weirdest, loneliest thing.
If you’re standing on a small pile of shit, fighting for your one place to stand, God almighty how you fight.
I think most of humankind would agree, the hard part of high school is the people.
I’ve tried in this telling, time and again, to pinpoint the moment where everything starts to fall apart. Everything, meaning me. But there’s also the opposite, where some little nut cracks open inside you and a tree starts to grow. Even harder to nail. Because that thing’s going to be growing a long time before you notice. Years maybe. Then one day you say, Huh, that little crack between my ears has turned into this whole damn tree of wonderful.
I thought about what Rose said, wanting to see the rest of us hurt, because she was hurting. You have to wonder how much of the whole world’s turning is fueled by that very fire.
We all want what we’re used to.
It hit me pretty hard, how there’s no kind of sad in this world that will stop it turning. People will keep on wanting what they want, and you’re on your own.
The water was dimply and alive on top, perfectly still underneath. My eye kept going back to the turquoise middle. You so rarely see that, but children will color water that way every time, given the right choice of crayons. Like they were born knowing there’s better out there than what we’re getting.
Not all of my highlights, but those that didn’t feel like they would spoil any of the story because you should probably read the book.