Jodi Picoult’s My Sister’s Keeper is a huge hit in comparison to her vast array of other books. Whenever I attempt to hold a conversation about my love for Picoult no one ever knows who I am talking about until I say, “One of her books, My Sister’s Keeper, became a movie…with Cameron Diaz.”
Aye. I shudder at the thought of having to explain that to one more person. Regardless, that usually brings them somewhat closer to my level until I then lose them as they inform me they’ve failed to read anything else by her and I’m back to square one.I could go on a huge rant about my addiction to this author and her books but will save that for a rainy day (I live in the desert, so you’ll probably be left waiting for a little while). In my attempt to read more books I promised myself late last year at the start of this blog that I would make it a goal to re-read each of Picoult’s books. Eventually I figured I’d be stuck coming back around to My Sister’s Keeper which I can now say I’ve done.
My Sister’s Keeper by Jodi Picoult (423 pages)
Kate has been sick almost the entirety of her life. Her family loves her so much they will do anything it takes to keep Kate alive. In doing so they create the perfect donor match, a sister, whom they name Anna. But Anna is now thirteen and makes the bold and potentially courageous choice to seek out a lawyer in asking for help becoming medically emancipated from her parents. Anna no longer wants to serve as her sister’s donor which is now down to the wire as Kate needs a kidney transplant or is looking at her final days. The story is told from Anna, her brother, her parent’s, the lawyer, and even the guardian ad litem assigned to help decide what is best for Anna. The choices aren’t easy and the split down the seam that occurs for the family is easy to pick through.
This is the third time I have read this story and even though I know what’s going to happen I still feel queasy as I crack open the book to reveal page one. Though the way Picoult writes is not meant for some people, I am by nature, an empath. While this is another topic somewhere over in left field, it can be the best and worst thing about reading. I naturally consume the feelings and thoughts of characters in books and how Picoult writes is naturally easy for my brain and emotions to comprehend, albeit sometimes difficult. The topics of cancer, family dynamics, love, sisterhood, and choices are easy for many people to associate with which is why I believe this is one of the better loved Picoult stories. It’s a roller coaster of a ride that I always enjoy. While the ending is always the part people are shocked by I think it’s also a point proven that life is never want you expect. Life is a yo-yo of back and forth while figuring out exactly who you are and what you want.
Overall this book is beautifully written, captivating, and genuinely difficult to put down (which is why I was done in two days. Yes, I have a huge problem.). While I feel forced to grit my teeth and smile at anyone who doesn’t enjoy Jodi Picoult, I think that if you do want to read any novel by her this is the best shot you have at experiencing her words.
Has anyone else read this book? If so, what do you think? You won’t hurt my feelings if you don’t like Picoult (maybe).