Like many of you obsessive readers, there have been many times when I didn't want a book to end. Felt sad once I closed the cover. But it is rare that I resent being forced to return to the real world.That's what happened with Jellicoe Road. There I was, bawling away, so immersed in Taylor's story that when I when a sound from the "real world" made me look up, I was startled that there was somewhere else to return to. Resentful and confused at how people could just be having conversations when all this in my other world was happening. Feeling I was somewhere caught between the two places and wanting so desperately to go back to Jellicoe Road.At its most basic and primal level, storytelling is about making an emotional connection with one's audience. I am envious and admiring and so so grateful for the depth of Melina Marchetta's talent which allowed me to lose myself so completely.Just read this book.