“ Maybe it’s because he hasn’t had a cigarette for a week. Maybe it’s because he’s seen Anabel and his mum and spoken to Georgie. Maybe it’s because Tara Finke is his girl, but all of a sudden, Tom feels as if he can breathe properly for the first time in a long time.
Hello, fellow Marchetta fans! I feel like I haven’t been active in the tag 5ever but I HAVE NEWS NOW.
So my friend Rachel went to #YALitFest on Saturday, 2/9/17, and had the chance to hear Melina Marchetta read from her WIP aka THE JIMMY BOOK there. She told me almost immediately after and I’ve been losing my shit about the little details I got ever since (I’M JUST. UGHHHH). Anyway, she permitted me to share her recount SO HERE IT IS:
can do oblivion, you know. I can do it better than him. I’d like to see how he
likes it if I just disappear from his life without a word. It was okay for him
to keep in contact with Georgie and my mum, but not once did he pick up the
phone or write to me. Like I was fucking nothing to him. Like I’m nothing to no
I’ll tell you what I remember, seeing as you asked. That after we made love that night in my parents’ house, you asked me to get out of bed, naked. Remember how I felt? I mean we had just had sex, so that’s as intimate as I thought it got, but it’s funny that I don’t remember that part as much as you making me stand in front of you with nothing on and we were freezing cold and I felt so exposed, like I felt you could see inside the guts of me. And remember, I cried? And you were like, Shh, shh, don’t. You’re beautiful, and I can’t believe I’m writing this now, but I don’t think I’ll ever forget your voice when you said that. I think I loved you at that moment.
But then Joe happened, and you didn’t ring or anything. You didn’t let me see you exposed from all your pain. You hid and you left me there, starkers, and for so long, for so, so long, I felt raw. Don’t ever ask anyone to do that again, Tom. Don’t ever ask them to bare their soul and then leave it. It’s fucking cruel and no matter how much pain you were in, you had no right. Because sometimes it makes me want to shudder, because sometimes I still think I’m there in my bedroom standing naked, except it’s like the whole world can see me, and they’re laughing like sometimes I remember people laughing at me behind my back in high school. And it makes me just want to cry with shame.
If you think I’ve forgotten anything about that night, you, most gorgeous girl, are laboring under great misapprehension. I remember everything. I remember your petticoat.. slip… whatever the hell it’s called, and how you let me take it off. You made me close my eyes and that was even more of a turn on.
You’ve always seen through me and that’s freaked me out. You saw the stuff I didn’t show other people. The part of me that sometimes can be a bully, because I come from a family of it. Learned behavior because I think my dad was taught by Bill and Bill was taught by his father and sometimes I feel it inside me as well, except we’re not actually comfortable with it, but it’s there and it frightens all of us. And that night you saw the fear. You made it go away for just one minute and then Joe happened and I couldn’t speak anymore and the numbness-please, God don’t ever let me feel that numbness again. I think I was scared that you wouldn’t be able to make the numbness go away and if my mum and dad and Anabel couldn’t, and then you couldn’t, I didn’t know whether I could handle that.
I know I stuffed up and I know your peacekeeper probably treated you like gold and I’ve treated you like crap but I want you to know that I remember the conversations we had in Year Twelve, when you told me you wanted to do a cultural studies degree because you believed in trade, not aid, and you believe that the only way was to ask the questions and listen to the needs of the people and I remember thinking that exact moment, I want to change the world with her. And I remember feeling that again in Georgie’s attic. That’s a powerful gift you have there Ms. Finke. To make the laziest guy around want to change the world with you. So next time you remember standing in your bedroom naked, know that it is the most amazing view from any angle, especially the one where we get to see inside.
“It kills me to say this, but you’re actually a tiny bit gifted.” “How would you like it if I said to you, ‘It kills me to say this, but you’re actually a tiny bit beautiful’?” he had asked, pissed off. She hadn’t said anything then, which was rare for her. “Would you have been lying?” she said after a long silence. “Lying about what?” More quiet. “About me being a tiny bit beautiful.” “Shit, yeah.”
But later that night, he had sent her a message on MSN. Of course I was lying. The “tiny bit” part, anyway.
Jimmy was all bedlam and hell at times. A curse to be around when you just wanted things to be calm. He never played by the rules, which made things too unpredictable most times. Both Jimmy and Tom has been forced to hang out with each other when they attached themselves to the female force. When he met Tara and these girls, he didn’t explain the shit of what was happening at home with his father’s drinking and why he spent so much time with Georgie and Joe. He just sat behind them on the bus home in the afternoon and took advantage of the therapy they dished out to Frankie, whose own home life was falling to pieces. Until being with them made more sense than being with his other mates. It kept him sane, really. It wasn’t until Jimmy Hailler called him on it, not until the crazy bastard had started sitting with him in woodwork classes, that he actually started talking. Jimmy Hailler was a killer of a listener. The guy understood fragmented people.
So aren’t you worried that he’s being unfaithful over there? Isn’t it an issue for you?
That’s a pretty personal question.
What? I’ve never asked you a personal question before?...What would you do if he did the dirty on you?
I’d never take him back, if he was unfaithful, I wouldn’t. And I love him as much as I love my parents and brother, and you know how I feel about them. Will knows that. I’ve told him. That if he’s about to do something that will betray us, then to picture my face because it will be the very last time he ever sees it.
“Come on, baby girl,” he had whispered.
She stiffened. “Don’t call me baby girl!”
“Okay, honey.” He imagined the look on her face but couldn’t see it in the dark. “No? Bunny? Sweet cheeks? Babe? Darlin’ chicky babe? Munchkin? Poppet?”
And she was doing that wheezing laugh again.
He kissed her again because he couldn’t stop.
why you should read saving francesca and the piper’s son by melina marchetta
guess, who’s back, back again with another post (more)
soooo saving francesca is probably the most popular one on tumblr (at least this is the one i’ve seen the most edits for idk) but have you read the sequel??
anyway reasons to read it!:
francis francesca spinelli or frankie goes to st. sebastian’s, a formerly all boys school that recently started accepting girls
but frankie wanted to go to another school bc all her friends went there
now she somewhat hangs with the four other girls who went to her previous school
but yeah it sucks bc there are barely any girls and way too many guys
on top of all this, frankie’s mom has depression and won’t get out of bed
she’s mainly the one who pushes frankie to do everything which she hated, but now regrets it bc she really misses her mom
this kinda sends frankie into a depression but with the help of her friends (who really only begrudgingly become friends) she slowly comes out of it
tara finke, siobhan sullivan, justine kalinsky, thomas mackee, jimmy hailler, and will trombal
but really….will trombal is her love interest
they’ll make you cry tbh i love them so much
they really meet bc somehow frankie becomes the spokesperson for the girls
and will is her house leader so
it really clicks when will confuses trotsky and tolstoy and frankie corrects him
and thus starts the ~sparks~
not really they’re kinda enemies now
but you know enemies to lovers is the best trope
also the whole book is a newfound family trope which is also the best
time for quotes!!:
“do you think people have noticed that i’m around?” “i notice when you’re not. does that count?”
“It’s a weird smile, but it reaches his eyes and I bottle it. And I put
it in my ammo pack that’s kept right next to my soul and Justine’s
spirit and Siobhan’s hope and Tara’s passions. Because if I’m going to
wake up one morning and not be able to get out of bed, I’m going to need
everything I’ve got to fight this disease that could be sleeping inside
“i think we’re made up of all these different pieces and every time someone goes, you’re left with less of yourself”
“i think i’m a bit in love with these girls. they make me feel giddy. like i haven’t a care in the world. like i’m fearless. like i used to be”
“i’m kind of interested in calculus and ancient roman warfare. you don’t use words like kind of interested to describe how i feel about you”
and then there’s the sequel!! this is getting kinda long so i won’t get too into it but tom (thomas mackee) is the mc
and he’s fallen out of touch with his friends and he’s also facing a lot of family problems
the other pov in the story is his aunt who’s pregnant but there’s a lot of backstory behind this i don’t want to spoil it
just read both of the books
read all of the marchetta books tbh
stay tuned for more posts!! meanwhile go read saving francesca and the piper’s son!!!
“This year has been one of the best years I’ve ever had and I might win the uncoolest-person-of-the-year award by saying this, but if you weren’t my friends, I think I’d just go into some kind of coma.”