My parents have always worried that I'd take Amy too personally - they always tell not to read too much into her, And yet I can't fail to notice that whenever I screw something up, Amy does it right: When I finally quit violin at age twelve, Amy was revealed as a prodigy in the next book. {"Sheesh, violin can be hard work, but handwork is the only way to get better!"} When I blew off the junior championship at age sixteen to do a beach weekend with friends, Amy recommitted to the game. {"Sheesh, I know it's fun to spend time with friends, but I'd be letting myself and everyone else down if I didn't show up for the tournament."} This used to drive me mad, but after I wend off to Harvard {and Amy correct those my parents' alma mater}, I decided it was all too ridiculous to think about. That my parents, two child psychologists, chose this particular public form of passive-aggressiveness toward their child was not just fucked up but also stupid and weird and kind of hilarious.
( Gillian Flynn )
[ Gone Girl ]
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