{"id":31,"date":"2011-06-02T20:09:12","date_gmt":"2011-06-02T20:09:12","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.nicolatrwst.com\/thebelvedereliterarysociety\/?p=31"},"modified":"2014-03-12T17:47:52","modified_gmt":"2014-03-12T17:47:52","slug":"room","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.nicolatrwst.com\/thebelvedereliterarysociety\/room\/","title":{"rendered":"Room"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><div class=\"myoptions\">\r\n<a href=\"http:\/\/www.emmadonoghue.com\/\" target=\"_blank\">By Emma Donoghue<\/a><\/br>\r\n[myrating]\r\n<\/div><br \/>\nTo five-year-old-Jack, Room is the world. . . . It&#8217;s where he was born, it&#8217;s where he and his Ma eat and sleep and play and learn. At night, his Ma shuts him safely in the wardrobe, where he is meant to be asleep when Old Nick visits. <\/p>\n<p>Room is home to Jack, but to Ma it&#8217;s the prison where she has been held for seven years. Through her fierce love for her son, she has created a life for him in this eleven-by-eleven-foot space. But with Jack&#8217;s curiosity building alongside her own desperation, she knows that Room cannot contain either much longer.<\/p>\n<p>Room is a tale at once shocking, riveting, exhilarating&#8211;a story of unconquerable love in harrowing circumstances, and of the diamond-hard bond between a mother and her child.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<div class=\"myoptions\">\n<a href=\"http:\/\/www.emmadonoghue.com\/\" target=\"_blank\">By Emma Donoghue<\/a><\/br><br \/>\n[myrating]\n<\/div>\n<p><em><strong>Room<\/strong><\/em>(London: Picador; Toronto: HarperCollins Canada; New York: Little Brown, 2010), my Man-Booker-shortlisted seventh novel, is the story of a five-year-old called Jack, who lives in a single room with his Ma and has never been outside. When he turns five, he starts to ask questions, and his mother reveals to him that there is a world beyond the walls. Told entirely in Jack\u2019s voice, Room is no horror story or tearjerker, but a celebration of resilience and the love between parent and child.<\/p>\n <a class=\"more-link\" href=\"https:\/\/www.nicolatrwst.com\/thebelvedereliterarysociety\/room\/\"><span class=\"more-msg\">Read More ...<\/span><\/a>","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":37,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[10],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-31","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-contemporary"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.nicolatrwst.com\/thebelvedereliterarysociety\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/31","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.nicolatrwst.com\/thebelvedereliterarysociety\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.nicolatrwst.com\/thebelvedereliterarysociety\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.nicolatrwst.com\/thebelvedereliterarysociety\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.nicolatrwst.com\/thebelvedereliterarysociety\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=31"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.nicolatrwst.com\/thebelvedereliterarysociety\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/31\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.nicolatrwst.com\/thebelvedereliterarysociety\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/37"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.nicolatrwst.com\/thebelvedereliterarysociety\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=31"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.nicolatrwst.com\/thebelvedereliterarysociety\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=31"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.nicolatrwst.com\/thebelvedereliterarysociety\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=31"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}