One of the first paragraphs of Jodi Picoult’s Keeping Faith goes as follows: “I do not like surprises. I live by lists. In fact, I often imagine my life like a September loose-leaf binder—neatly slotted and tabbed, with everything still in place… To this end, every day of the week has a routine.”
My first thought was, Wow, could this be me? But no. I do in fact like surprises (like new planners!). The story doesn’t relate to me at all except that the main character is very orderly and neat. The story is about a little girl who seems to be experiencing stigmata. The book asks the obvious questions: Is she? Isn’t she? Can you prove it? Can you disprove it? Is her mother causing the bleeding hands? Will she lose custody? Is there some sort of crime involved?
I liked the book well enough, but it wasn’t one of my favorites of Picoult’s. There are others I like much better. But I thought the topic was a great one—one that could be discussed at length.
But the best line of the book is this: “Metz folds the leather binding of his Filofax. ‘I’ll be here.’”
Yay! A Filofax mention!
But folding the binding? I certainly hope all that refers to is that he folds it open, as opposed to folding it back. That would indeed be a crime!