The Song of Achilles – Madeline Miller

“We reached for each other, and I thought of how many nights I had lain awake loving him in silence.”

I am well known for my heart of stone. Whilst my husband will happily sob at an advert, a film, or a particularly good goal in football, I do not. I can’t remember the last time I cried when watching a film. I couldn’t remember the last time I cried when reading book. Until I read this one, and ended up crying three times before the end.

Madeline Miller is fast becoming one of my favourite authors. Her writing is beautiful, lyrical, and she knows how to read the human heart. The brutal tale of Achilles, from the Iliad, is transformed into a heart breaking story of folly and error, of humans being treated as play things by the gods.

The central love story between Achilles and Patroclus is beautiful and tender. It was a touch of genius to tell the story from Patroclus’ point of view – Achilles appeared like a demi god (which of course, he was); but the story is told in such a way that you can believe this is because we see him through Patroclus’ loving, infatuated eyes.

It is not often you come across a book you cannot put down. This was one of those times. Madeline Miller is a master storyteller and I adored this book. Read it!


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