In what could very well have been a financial misstep, when browsing at Books-a-Million with my very awesome friend Katie (whose anecdotal, hilarious blog you can find here), I decided to purchase Sara Gruen’s next book after Water for Elephants, Ape House.
I have no interest in people who study monkeys. Well. Aside from Jane Goodall and Dian Fossey. So maybe I do have an interest in people who study monkeys. But it’s not something I would seek out information on like Liz Lemon.
“Oh, I was just reading about gorilla researchers for a sketch we're doing making fun of them. For devoting their lives to the jungle and its noble inhabitants.”
But I bought her next book, because I am experiencing an overwhelming love for her first book, which I’m not very far into at all. If Sara Gruen were right here, in the corporate office in which I work all day long every day, I would kneel at her feet and say “TEACH ME YOUR WAYS, WORDSMITH.”
Only maybe not, because I’m one of those lazy people who doesn’t believe writing can be taught except it totally can and maybe if I went to a writing class once in my life I wouldn’t have huge sentences with almost no helpful commas and other grammatically incorrect things I’ve chosen not to care about.
But for realsies, unless Water for Elephants does some big hideous turnaround and everything goes down the toilet, writing-wise, I love it like it’s a problem. The only thing I’m worried about is whenever the elephant shows up, because for right now, I have no interest in elephants. Like, less so than in apes. But I trust that I will continue to love the main character Jacob, and ignore the fact that though Marlena is platinum blonde in the movie, the book has her hair as ‘just dark enough to disqualify as blonde.’ A small matter, but one which is currently annoying me since the poster for the movie is so very, very shiny, which I enjoy.
I demand that the book be changed so that Marlena has shiny blonde hair. So let it be written, so let it be done.