I just finished reading the book and I have so much to say.
This book with its length is not just physically and literally heavy, it is indeed emotionally heavy too. Like a big paperweight if your heart was a piece of paper.
You begin the book thinking oh it's a story about 4 friends, what's the worst that could happen?
But then you find yourself slowly getting trapped into this poetic and psychological labyrinth that makes you question life itself, and by the time you find your way out of this labyrinthine, unflinching, harsh yet beautiful book, you find yourself truly drained, exhausted but strangely at peace after all the sobbing, running, brainstorming you did in the maze.
At times this maze of a book takes philosophical turns too.
The emotional depth of each character is dug so well that you can climb down into their mind pits and feel as they feel, their happiness, dilemmas, pain, helplessness, feel truly real and understandable. The characters hence feel so close and dear.
I've laid at nights, thinking about these characters and I've sat at nights, reading about them.
Some particular scenes stuck with me so well that I'll never be to forget them. It's not the major significant scenes that cause you to break, it's the dominos of consequences and suffering they leave behind that lead to you falling.
It was definitely a very moving, devasting novel that made me more empathetic, kind and gave me a deeper insight into challenges a person with childhood trauma faces on daily basis.
There are so many lessons of gratitude, humbleness and love that this book offers you in exchange for each tear that you give it.
And although this is a very overused term nowadays and is freely distributed, it is still what defines A Little Life: Masterpiece. Without any exaggeration.