Bloodroot was a stretch for me. I was apprehensive when I started and it took me a few weeks to finish. Although in the end I'm glad I pushed through, it still wasn't the epic novel that it was built up to be.
The narration was through the eyes of Birdie (Myra's, the main character, grandmother), Doug (Myra's childhood neighbor), Johnny and Laura (Myra's twin children), and Myra. Oh and the epilogue was told by John, Myra's husband. Of course, with all these different characters' view points and different generations, I got confused easily (not really a surprise though - I get confused a lot). It was also difficult for me to stay interested when the writing had some sort of "southern/mountain" accent that I would have to read two to three times just so I understood correctly. Although I thought the characters where well developed with interesting histories/stories and their stories where well intertwined.
The plot was great though, in spite of the accent issue.
So basically I had two issues. The first was the accent some characters had. The second, there were no chapters, just a change in narrator. I can't tell you why the chapter thing bugged me, all I know it that it did. I started reading and though "hey I'll just read the first couple of chapters for now." And then it just never ended!! For goodness sake! That's how I know its time to put the book down for bed or to do some other task, but then again I'm overly weird about stuff like this sometimes.
And let's face it . . . I'm not cut out for the novels that "stand the test of time" like this one supposedly will. I'm more of a frivolous, happy-ending, sappy crier, book lover. And maybe that's the issue with these types of books.
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