GristBy Heather Waldorf
Sixteen-year-old aspiring writer Charlie faces a bleak summer in Springdale, Canada. Her widowed father is increasingly preoccupied with his new girlfriend. Her best friend and crush, Sam, has moved to Australia. She has fallen out of favour with her beloved creative-writing teacher, who challenges her to gather the grist of life experiences as fuel for her writing. So she heads for her grandmother's cottage in remote Lake Ringrose, Ontario, hoping to reconnect with the memory of her mother.
Questions to pondure:
What exactly is meant by the word "Grist" in the title?
What did Charlie's teacher mean when he told her that her work had no meat, no substance?
This book is getting rave reviews from all who have read it. What chord did this book strike with you , if any?
2 comments:
Grist was...amazing. The way that Charlie trys to find her way and falls for someone then finds out they can't be together. It's terrible and beautiful at the same time. It really makes you feel for what she's had to go through.
This eerie novel was a much appreciated wakeup call. Grasping the essence of Grist striked me so powerfully. Events leading to the climax were light and cheery- these two adjectives clearly contrasted to the depth of the heartache,post dreamy Kerry encounters. Somehow I just wish atleast one of the characters in that quaint town would denounce the lies sooner. The writing choices were not ideal yet they were smart. The themes and morals had very much to do with grist. Grist is the strength you develope from disappointments. It's ironic since grist makes you brave enough to give life another chance.
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