I finished reading Lord of the Flies earlier this week. I ended up spoiling the end of the book for myself buy checking out sparks notes about halfway through. Oops. I have to say that I didn't really get into the writing style until the action really built up. Probably didn't help that I had just read all the Harry Potter books so far and it was a drastic style change. Plus the fact that Harry Potter is all that I have read in the last year (not been doing much reading). I think if I had to sum up the entire book in one sentence, this is what it would be:

A frightening peak into the psyche of a group of British boys stranded on an island during the 1940s.

I have to say that I really didn't identify with the characters except for Ralph... mostly because he was trying so desperately to have some sort of control and it just wasn't going so well (understatement). It also reminded me how close children are to being animals - it doesn't take much to push them over the edge. It is even more so without the constraints of society. Hm. It was very thought provoking, but I didn't much like the thoughts it provoked. :-P

Anyway, my next book is much more light-hearted (well, anything would be). Running in Heels, by Anna Maxted