BOOK REVIEW: Charlie St. Cloud
by Heather the Jane
Darn, missed the movie. This was one I really meant to see, but never seemed to make it to the theatre. (Actually, I did make it to the theatre lots over the summer, just never to this movie. But hey, I saw Despicable Me FOUR TIMES with youngest son, Conor – not even kidding.) Anyway, being a self-proclaimed book nut, I picked up a copy of Ben Sherwood's Charlie St. Cloud. Hey, why watch the movie when I can read the book? Let the images come to life in my own imagination? Let the magic flow through the world of the words on the page?