Confession 1: I avoided this book for years, because everyone else convinced me it was going to be absolutely depressing.
Okay, so it’s not an easy read. I get that, but I thought this was so beautiful. It plays with the idea people have that if they would just be brave enough to run away with the circus, then maybe their lives would be more exciting and colorful. This world is definitely more exciting and colorful, but that comes with a lot of hardship, ugliness, selfishness, and manipulation. We get to see those two play out against each other throughout the story, and I think that’s why this story captivated me.
Confession 2: It wasn’t at all what I expected.
This isn’t a relaxing read, and so many things about it made me frustrated and angry. But it made me feel so many different emotions and imagine so many different ways of life. The characters drew me into their small worlds, and it often broke my heart the way so many of their lives were confined to the small boxes they had accepted for themselves, despite having “run away with the circus.” I like the contrast of past and present, even when it depressed me.
Confession 3: I would never read this one again, but I’m glad that I took this strange journey.
Book 272 read in 2018