The Coldest Winter Ever Analysis

“Between the pages of a book is a lovely place to be.” One night when I was about twelve years old I came home from school and found my mom in her room lying propped up on pillows at the head of her bed, with a book in her hands reading. Suddenly, she burst into a hearty laugh that made her put down her book momentarily as she regained her composure. I asked her what was she reading that had her laughing so hard. She told me it was a book by an author named Sister Soulja called “The Coldest Winter Ever.” With a scrunched up face and through squinted eyes I asked “you’re reading about winter?” With a soft chuckle she replied “No, that is the name of the main character.” That intrigued my interest because I never heard of anyone being named after a season before. So I asked her to tell me more about the book. Once she was
She sensed someone behind her. But before she could react, she was pushed from behind. She fell hard, and became sprawled face down on the ground, weight pinning down her body. Monet was frozen, as a cloud of foul breath invaded the back of her head. Terror filled her soul. “Please let me go,” she moaned. “You can have my purse.” A sinister chuckle followed her pronouncement. Then a male voice growled, “Did I say I wanted your money? Now shut up!” In this excerpt from one of my favorite books called “Faith” the author, Michelle Larks, have you feeling as if you were Monet and just as freighted as if you were the one being attacked. I love the way an author can use their words to capture my attention in a way that makes me feel like I was actually there with the character. When I read books, I love to be able see, hear, taste, touch and smell everything that the main character is doing. I enjoy that because if I am trying to feel a certain way I can just pick up a book that I know is about however I am trying to feel, and as long as I am reading it I feel the way I