Who lives, who dies, who tells your story?

A quick search suggests that this book has been reviewed for Cannonball at least eight times already, so it’s not like anything I say about the book is likely to be new or revolutionary (see what I did there). I don’t think there was ever any doubt that I was going to love this book, considering just how much I love the musical.

I don’t remember exactly when I first heard about Hamilton, but it’s likely to be early in 2016 (I got this as a birthday gift that year from my best friend, and then postponed reading it until spring this year, in preparation for seeing the musical live in London). Enough people I know on the internets (it’s where almost all my friends “live” now) were talking about it in such enthusiastic tones that I was curious. I discovered that the music was available on Spotify, and don’t think I’ve been so immediately taken with a musical since I first heard Les Miserables (another musical where I’d listened to the music countless times before I actually got to see it on stage. The first time I heard it, it was the Norwegian translation – not as good as the English, but still great). I had shivers down my spine, I cried buckets, especially during the second act. I’d listened to it more times than I could count by the time the husband and I visited New York in the summer of 2016, so when I saw this book in a bookstore, there was no question it was going to go on my birthday wish list.

Full review on my blog.