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Book Review: Coraline (JustMyThoughts)

 Coraline

   -  By Neil Gaiman (Author)


Coraline is a super interesting read which is light hearted and fun to dedicate our attention to.

Coraline ( to whom people call Caroline ) shifts to a large house where her family is not the only one to reside.The house is shared by 2 ladies, the author calls them Miss Spink and  Miss Forcible and an old man with large moustaches. With having nothing to be done, Coraline begins to explore the house and during this course she sees a door which she enters and feels like she is entering a new world. Wait, is it the same one she lives or are there any changes.? She finds a women there, who calls herself, her other mother and tries to persuade the kid so that she never returns back.


              (From google images)

      

Did Coraline got persuaded ?

She didnt and that's where all the turns and twists in the story begins.The other mother , from the other world tried to force her love to Coraline, the conspires against her loved ones, trap them, but in the end Coraline succeeds to get out this trap and do everything that was needed to be done .

But , the story doesnt ends there.

Even after they are freed and return to the real, their own world, the other mother does and comeback. Would the Other Mother succeed this time , you will know it in the book itself.

 The book was a fun and enjoyable read . The dialogue exchange are , at times too light hearted  in contrast to situation, which can never let's the reading enthusiasm to be let down. To be  particular, in the extract where the situation is serious, the move by Coraline must be do or die to get freed at the first place, the author says-

'The other mother had followed her in.Now, she stood in the center of the room,between Caroline and the mantlepiece and looked down at Coraline with black button eyes .It was funny, Coraline thought.'

It was a great experience to read it.

Thank you

More Ghost reads

The Canterville Ghost ( my input- -where the 

ghost fails)

Reviews of romantic reads -

When only Live Remains

I too had a Love Story

It Happens for a Reason

And Merry Christmas to all of you. 

ANU

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