How can I tell that along with her unique subject matter in her novel, Jillian Cantor herself broke the proverbial mold? Check out one sentece from her bio: Much of my childhood was filled with turbulent fights with my younger sister and sleepovers with my best friend in which we’d write plays and then act them out and talk about the future when I planned on being a writer and my best friend planned on being an actor and where we’d live in matching next-door beach houses.
Wanna know why I picked this novel? Here is a snippet of my review. It should explain EVERYTHING!
The Transformation of Things is one amazing novel as it takes the reader from Jennifer and Will’s lowest point to their pinnacle. The journey Jennifer takes as we see her (in the beginning as the frustrated and lonely wife, in the middle as the supportive but beginning to question his innocence, to the end as a woman who has finally figured out who she is) is a non-stop ticket that is full of enriching details and scenes vivid enough that we can practically taste the bitterness, the sorrow, disappointment, self-hatred, and frustration each character is feeling. Ms. Cantor gives us a tale unlike anything I have read before and am unlikely to experience with another book. The urge to read faster continuously ran through my mind as I tried to push my reading ability to its limits just to see what happens next. I swear I think my fingertip impressions are still on the book as I held it tightly in my clutches. Finally, the dramatic finish, which left me with no unanswered questions, and yet had me aching as now I was finished, I could put this wonderful book down — yet I wished I was at the beginning again, just so I could enjoy this tale once more.
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