Can an author have ‘street cred’? They sure as
shit can if they reference only one of the best songs ever in the first four words of
the book.
If you know Pink Floyd and you've read the book, you will understand me when I
say Comfortably Numb is the first half of this book.
Even before I read Ten Tiny Breaths, I always felt a sense of dread set in when
I heard this song. Like I was swimming in the ocean and was suddenly pulled in
by the strongest of undertows, unrelenting in its need to pull me under. If people could have their own theme songs, this would by Kacey and Trent's. In the
end and metaphorically speaking, Kacey takes this song, and literally kicks
it’s a** in with the sweetest of roundhouses.
I think I’ve said before that I really don’t
like it when I can see the ‘surprise’ that the author is trying to
cleverly revel before the actual grand event. There are certain books
I’ve made exceptions for, because in those cases, the reveal is not
the story. Ten Tiny Breaths is one of those exceptions. When it all comes crashing
down for Kacey and Trent again, you really see the substance of what all the
other characters are made of. Up until that point, you really like the
secondary characters; you know that there is more to them that what scratches
the surface.
When Kacey breaks, you realize that the author is like a trainer
preparing a boxer for the fight of their life. That this is their moment to
show everyone what they are made of; that they deserve to be in that ring; that
they will take care if it. When
the boxer knocks the crap out of their opponent in one blow, the trainer knows
that they had helped the boxer prepare for this moment. Miss Tucker’s
development of the secondary characters makes
the concluding half of the story. She prepared them for that moment, and it becomes evident that
calling them ‘secondary’ would be an insult. Kacey literally
struggles to breathe, but a moment comes when she is no longer drowning.
I’m sure it would have been easier to write a simpler ending, but it
would have discredited all the recovery that Kacey and Trent worked towards.
I can throw some more cliches in here, but suffice to say, I love this book. And I might need another Billy bookcase, seeing as I NEED to own this in paperback as well and I'm running out of bookshelf space.
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