How long does it take to read Heaven?
Heaven by V. C. Andrews takes about 8 hours 4 minutes to read at 250 words a minute.
Book 1 of Casteel Family
Next: Dark Angel
About 8 hours 4 minutes
A week or two of reading
First published 1985. 440 pages, about 121,000 words. Written for children.
17 days at 30 minutes a day
Estimate based on 275 words per page.
At other speeds
| Slow, 150 words a minute | 13 hours 27 minutes |
| Average, 250 words a minute | 8 hours 4 minutes |
| Fast, 400 words a minute | 5 hours 3 minutes |
The page count is the median across 49 editions, so your copy may differ. How we calculate.
About the book
Casteel Family, #1 Of all the folks in the mountain shacks, The Casteels were the lowest -- the scum of the hills. Heaven Leigh Casteel was the prettiest, smartest girl in the backwoods, despite her ragged clothes and dirty face... despite a father meaner than ten vipers... despite her weary stepmother, who worked her like a mule. For her brother Tom and the little ones, Heaven clung to her pride and her hopes. Someday they'd get away and show the world that they were decent, fine and talented -- worthy of love and respect. Then Heaven's stepmother ran off, and her wicked, greedy father had a scheme -- a vicious scheme that threatened to destroy the precious dream of Heaven and the children forever! Deep in Her Heart, Heaven Dreamed.... Pa didn't come home for an entire week. I sat on the porch steps late one night and stared at the stormy sky. There had to be a better place than here for me. Somewhere, a better place. An owl hooted, followed by the howl of a roaming wolf. The autumn wind from the north shrieked and whistled around the forest trees, whipped around the trembling cabin and tried to blow it away.... I stared at the moon -- the same moon that rode high over Hollywood and New York City, London and Paris. Someday I'd like to have a real bed of my own to sleep in, with goosedown pillows and satin comforters. I'd have closets full of new dresses, and shoes by the dozen, in all colors, and I'd eat in fancy restaurants where tall slim candles glowed... but right now I had only a hard cold step to sit on. And tears were freezing on my cheeks and lashes....
Subjects: Fiction, Juvenile audience, poverty, fathers and daughters, family problems, dysfunctional families
