Book Review: The Green Mile

Last night I laid in bed by the dim light of my bedside lamp.

The air was still and cool outside,  slowly seeping through the open window.

Despite being the middle of summer I was snuggled under my fluffy doona, KittyPuss and Boof snoring their way through the night beside me.

Tears streamed down my cheeks as I turned through the pages of the final chapters of Stephen King's, The Green Mile.

King has released the story in a 7 part series, but I was fortunate to find a pre-owned copy of the full collection in one novel.

Having seen the movie countless times, each time resulting in tears, the ending of the book got me right in the heart.

As with most books, there is more detail than the movie and The Green Mile is no exception. 

In the book we learn of 'Cheif's' and Del's crimes, the extent of how disgusting Wild Bill was, and a character omitted from the film but fitted perfectly in the story.

The movie certainly has done the book justice, and although the movie doesn't divert too strongly from the storyline, reading the book has enough extra detail to keep it interesting and provoke all the emotions the film did.

The ending in particular was quite different than the movie.

The inevitable happens, but it gives detail into each character's future after The Mile.

After building emotional connections to these characters, it was a big surprise to find out what becomes of them.

I keep comparing the book and movie in the manner that I had seen the movie before I read the book, but if you can, read the book first.

I always suggest it that way around, but only just recently discovered that the movie was inspired and based on the book.

I find that a nice surprise sometimes, loving a movie so much and then discovering I can fall in love with it as a book too!

Each year for Boof's birthday I order a movie poster of one of our faves, have it framed and hung in the lounge room. The Green Mile (and The Shawshank Redemption) was his 2020 gift.

Overall, despite my middle-of-the-night sobbing into my pillow, this was a fantastic book.

I had actually started reading a different book and was a few chapters in but couldn't stop thinking about The Green Mile. 

It was like it was calling me.

So the other book went back on the shelf for another day and I got stuck into it and could hardly put it down.

5 out of 5 faded limes.

Now, what to read next?

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Anxiety Is Not My Friend.

Anxiety and depression suck!

Everything can be (and basically is) going so well but the feeling of foreboding just lingers like a bad smell.

Im having panic attacks just driving through town, anticipation of the expected blast of extra people that will inevitably be filling the town over the holidays.

The days are draaaaaagggging!

All energy is a beautiful, distant memory of days gone by when I could wake up one morning and decide to paint an entire room and have it done by evening.

All activities, big or small, take careful planning.

I want to stake the tomatoes? Better make sure I'm not working the next day in case my back seizes and I exhaust myself.

It's pathetic and destroying and frustrating and heartbreaking.

I am trying so hard to just be.

All the things I love to do, the things that make me who I am, just exhaust me at the thought.

Crocheting seems like running a marathon and aches my head.

I want to crochet but when I think about picking up some wool and a hook it seems too hard.

I am thankful to have finished the twin's blankets before their arrival.

I have the Dahlia yarn pack from Attic24 still tucked away.

The colours are screaming at me, my heart needs their warmth and vibrancy, but can I really be bothered?

The sun comes out to warm my bones but it's easier to lay in bed than sit on a chair out the back.

I force myself to make short trips to the beach for Son3, before the crowds arrive.

It's taken me this long to write a blog post and here I am, whinging.

As Son2 would say.. you want some cheese with that whine?

I hope I can look back at this post in the very near future and think, thank goodness I got through that.

Holidays are coming up.

I will be able to rest up, absorb the sunshine and moon glow, take my time and hopefully feel better.

Big apologies for a very negative post but better out than in, right?

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